Leave the Betrayed Love

At my birthday party, I waited in the restaurant until closing, but Stella Park didn't come to fulfill her promise to celebrate for me.

Just as I was about to leave, I saw the message she sent me five minutes ago: [I have something to do, so I can't be there.]

I then saw her posting on social media, and the photo was taken at her male colleague's home.

She wrote: [Have a nice weekend.]