Seven years of loyalty turned into a cruel joke. The moment my career took off and I publicly introduced my boyfriend, he chose to play the fake-couple game with his childhood friend and stabbed me in the back. He took my original project, and when the scandal exploded, I was left to face nonstop online abuse while every brand partnership was cut off. Is a seven-year relationship really this cheap? I sold the wedding house we had planned to build our future in, then brought out the proof and shattered their lies. Now the trash ex returns with a ring, asking to start over. But after everything, can a broken heart still forgive?