Jul_ie1

On the most important day of her life, the day when she was supposed to shine the brightest, the day she was supposed to say 'I do', he bailed out.
Ennui, despair, forlornness, despondency, distress, pain....name it all, it couldn't amount to what she felt that day. 

The moment the flower fell from her hand...she realized what was happening. He left her on the altar on their wedding day. All eyes were on her, most were the mocking gazes of females who hated her.

One year passed. She was fine now, but she had done some thinking.

Was all this happening because it was her punishment? Maybe the heavens were punishing her for what she did to all her previous boyfriends.

That was when she decided....

From the very first one she has wronged, she was going to apologize to all of them, meet a new guy, and start afresh.

Total of 67 exes.

She apologized, but to only 65. The 66th was abroad. She couldn't bear to face the 67th. She had wronged him in the worse way possible. But she still had to face him, to find the closure she needed!.


Things further escalates, when she finds out the identity of the man in the park...


...



She was the first person he opened up to. Told her secrets no one ever knew. For the first time some one made him feel vulnerable. But what?!. 

"I just played you, let's break up!"

Did she really think that one line would make him forget. The moment he accepted he loved her, that was when she belonged to him and no one else. She must have played with other guys and got away with it, but not him.
He would get her back, but not without getting his revenge!

*WARNING*
THE WORD R***D WILL BE USED A FEW TIMES BUT THE ACTION WON'T BE DESCRIBED.

Sorry to all my exes: Being a slave.

"Are you surprised?" Dionne smiled before looking up at the security man. She didn't want to waste his time.

"Yeah...it's been so long. How have you been?" Mr. Mask voice was ecstatic but Dionne could tell something was wrong. She didn't probe though. Knowing the kind of Mr. Mask is, he wouldn't like to talk about his issues.

"I'm... living," Dionne sighed, "anyway, I'm lost in a mall and I borrowed a phone from someone. Sad thing is I don't have Lucas' number, what do I do?" Dionne whined. It felt like ages since she did that– whined like a kid. She didn't realize how much she missed Mr. mask until this call.

"Wait...what are you doing in a mall? Did your so called master allow you to shop for clothes?" Mr. Mask chuckled.

Reality