When I Stopped Loving, I Stopped Crying

On May Day, during a self-driving tour, I drove recklessly at night, causing the car to overturn and catch fire.

Chandler ignored me trapped in the backseat with my thigh stuck in the door, seriously injured.

He hurriedly rescued his scratched childhood sweetheart, hailed a car, and left me behind.

The next day, after waking up from surgery, I saw his childhood sweetheart’s post on her social media.

"Who says childhood sweethearts can't compete with new romances? I will always be the first in his heart!"