The boyfriend I have been in love with for seven years is finally going to marry me and walk into the hall of marriage.
In a moment of happiness, I couldn't help but post this on my social media.
What I got in return was the boyfriend's furious rage.
He scolded me for being immature and left me alone in the wilderness.
After barely making it back home, I saw him drunkenly holding a photo of another woman.
Suddenly, I regretted everything.
On the wedding day, I chose to flee, both to fulfill him and as a form of revenge.
But no one expected, that the always calm and composed him, would go madly searching for my trace after the wedding.