I Work as a Housemaid at my Ex-Boyfriends house

Hi, I'm Stacey. You know what, guys, if you ever find yourself in an awkward situation and think that you are the most unfortunate, unlucky person, then remember me, because I am sure that I will surpass you a hundred times. Well, while you are wondering what and how, I suggest you listen to my story, and I ask you to feel it, support me, and help me… In short,t it was when I was a freshman in high school, I had a boyfriend named Charlie. This was my first boyfriend in my life, so I didn't really know how to build relationships, it seemed to me at that moment that everything should be as I imagined, but who knew that at that time I had only castles in the air and cotton candy in my head? My boyfriend was older than me, well, he had more experience, on this basis, we often had conflicts. I was offended, hung up, dumbed down on a date, and generally behaved like a child. But you know, I had real feelings for him. Yes, I loved him, and I loved him very much. But what made me mad was that he didn't run after me...