Broken Love, Broken Future

On day three of my cold war with Fiona Parker, she made a big fuss on Instagram, looking for male models.

Everyone thought I would be as submissive as before to coax her.

But I just showed respect generously and recommended a few clubs to her.

On the day I resigned, she stopped me. "Why didn't you come to coax me this time?"

I looked at her calmly. "I'm tired. I don't want to do it anymore."