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good for you. You can definitely blow off some steam. I can see it will benefit you. And you still have a great body for it.”
    "If you weren't my therapist, I would think you’re hitting on me." I chuckled. I considered Nina as one of person who gave me good advice. Though I hated her sometimes, but I did enjoy these sessions with her. The best part of the sessions was I could talk about anything with her, and she listened to me.
    "I wouldn't have bothered even if I wasn't your therapist, because you look like a dirty millionaire trying to get his hands on sweet girls like me." She giggled.
    I laughed back at her. She knew that I wasn't going to hit on her.
    "I will see if I can get back into Mixed Martial Arts," I replied as I got up from the chair. The hour was finished, and I had to attend a very important meeting.

Chapter 3
     
    Julie
    "Fuck! Fuck! You’re gay?" I couldn't believe him. How could he be gay? We had been in a relationship for more than a couple of years now. How can he drop a bomb on me, just like that?
    I grabbed his arms and shook him, to snap him out of it. "Please tell me you’re lying. You can't be gay, Eddie. You can't do this."
    He looked at me with lifeless eyes. "It's true, Julie. I've wanted to tell you this for almost a year now. I couldn't get myself to speak out."
    "You bastard! You’ve been fucking me all year, without telling me you’re gay?"
    My hand rose and slapped him hard. My brain was on fire. I got scared that I might harm him beyond imagination. "Get out of this apartment, you fucking asshole!” I shouted.
    "Or should I get out of here?" I wiped my face and walked out of there. I would have hit him again if I stayed there.
    When I stepped out of my apartment, I felt a big knot in my stomach, the biggest one I ever felt in my life. I was out of breath. I felt like dying. My knees went weak and I fell on ground. My life turned hopeless in a moment. I needed some time to process everything.
    "I'm sorry, Julie. But I'm gay." Eddie's words echoed in my mind.
    "How could you, you bastard?" I screamed.
    A man passing by jumped, then gave me a weird look. It was embarrassing and shameless for me to be in that position. I wish I could kill Eddie with my bare hands, but he wasn't there.
    What now?
    I kept walking, weeping without making any sound. The further I walked, the more I cried. I didn't know where I was going, I just wanted to walk till the end of the world. My heart had been cut into pieces and served to me on a golden platter. What was he thinking when he started dating me? It was like he wanted to play with something, so he opened my heart and squeezed it with his bare hands.
    "How could you do this, Eddie?" I shouted again. The pain was becoming unbearable. I wanted to shout, cry, or hit someone hard. But I was in a public place, and with the little pride I had left, I didn’t want to embarrass myself more. Then I suddenly realized I was standing in front of Central Park.
    I walked inside. As it was evening, it was full of people. I looked for a lonely place. To my surprise, I found one, and then I shouted from the bottom of my heart. I fell on my knees and started hitting the ground with all my might. That bastard fucked my whole life up, and I couldn't do anything about it.
    Just half an hour back, I was the happiest girl in the world. I was going to propose Eddie and ask him to marry me, and now I was alone and helpless. My future husband lied to me for years about he being a gay. It changed my life completely. Four years of my life went poof.
    "How could you, Eddie. Why did you?" I shouted, but no answer came back. Why would it come? Eddie was gay, and nothing would change that. My life was a broken record now.
    What am I going to do now?
    "I can't go back to the club and tell, Martha that my boyfriend is gay, and he was getting fucked by a man when I was about to propose to him,” I said out loud. I felt the knot in my stomach coming back. "No. They will laugh at me.