I Want To Change The Bad Ending

At the party, Beatrice Sherbird’s close friends surrounded me.

“I heard you’ve had a crush on Beatrice since you were a kid. You even insisted on being her husband when you played house. So, do you still have feelings for her now?”

Everyone turned to look at me.

I looked toward the woman in the corner who was casually pouring a drink and said, “I was young and clueless back then. I probably caused Beatrice a lot of headaches.

“Honestly, those feelings faded a long time ago. Besides, I’m actually getting married soon.”

I heard the sound of glass breaking.