Last night, she slept against the door.
When she woke up, the splitting headache and the smell of alcohol reminded her that she had gone a crazy night with Cindy in the bar last night.
Sleeping on the cold floor, she felt her head hurt even more.
She slowly straightened up and looked up at the clock. It was already eleven at noon.
God, she had never gone crazy like this.
The hangover brought her a bad headache.
"Atishoo," she sneezed.
Judging from her icy body, she seemed to have a bad cold.
On the sofa, she felt listless and numb. Some memory came back to her mind. In the early morning yesterday, Henry seemed to come for her.
She and Cindy left the celebration party early, then went to the club. Henry waited for her at the door, whose finger was pinched.
Suddenly, she sobered up.
It was because she slammed the door hard that Henry was in great pain.
May felt guilty for him.
She rarely got drunk or acted capriciously.
Then, she remembered that the annoying woman, Shirley, was also there. She said she would take Henry to the hospital for his hurt finger.
"... Yeah, there's always someone to take care of him."
"I am his girlfriend in name only."
May talked to the air dejectedly, like a crazy woman with messy hair.
She was ridiculed and scolded by those women at the party last night.
Why did they bully such an ordinary girl like her?
Perhaps, it was just like that woman said she was too avaricious and took something that didn't belong to her.
Henry was too good for her.
May felt an inferiority complex.
It had been buried in her mind for so many years and made her want to settle down and get married.
"Am I wrong to force a man to marry me? I'm too greedy..." she began to suspect herself.
Her sore body and all those distressful memories turned into her tears, flowing down.
"Didn't I deserve a normal and happy life or just stability?"
Why did everyone say she was greedy?
She didn't want Henry's money, only hoped that he would spend more time with her, like an ordinary couple. At night, the whole family would sit together, eating and chatting. Maybe they weren't rich, but they had each other's company.
There was always a sense of inferiority and insecurity damaging her seven-year relationship, which was torturing her like a ghost.
She couldn't help Henry's dream to be in the upper circle.
Maybe in the future, they wouldn't have something common to talk about.
"Such a relationship will never end well. Even if he is forced to marry her, so what? Many married couples get a divorce at last."
The better his career went, the bigger space between them.
She was too ordinary to deserve him, no matter how hard she tried.
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