When I was sixteen, I fell in love at first sight with the eighteen-year-old Zephyr. I poured a fortune into funding his education, including overseas studies, all to keep him by my side. He gave up the one he loved and endured six years of humiliation, all to comply with my demands. The last year of his studies abroad, my family went bankrupt, and we lost contact. When we met again, I had opened a cake shop, and he visited with his girlfriend, not sparing me a glance. Later, in a shadowy alley, Zephyr pinned me against the wall, his eyes reddened. "I'm willing to be the other man, Zoey. You can't just leave me like that..."