What My Ex Never Knew

My name is Georgina Dawson. I once believed that Carol Geller and I would walk together forever, until the end of time. Our love was once like the warm spring sun—gentle and beautiful. I thought that no matter what difficulties we faced, we could get through them together. After Carol Geller got promoted, everything changed. The gentle, considerate man I once knew disappeared, replaced by a stranger who was cold and distant. He began losing his temper over the smallest things with alarming frequency. Every argument felt like a sharp knife carving cracks into the once closely connected hearts we shared. "Georgina Dawson, can't you be more ambitious? All you do every day is shop and buy things. Just look at you—what else are you good for besides squandering money?" Carol Geller's face was clouded with impatience, her voice as cold as the biting north wind in winter. I looked at him in disbelief, my heart hammered as if struck by a heavy blow, hurt and anger rising up in an instant. "How am I not ambitious? I work hard every day. I spend my own money, so how does that make me wasteful?" My eyes turned red, and my voice started to tremble without me realizing it. He snorted with disdain, his eyes full of contempt: "With that little job of yours, what future could you possibly have? Look at others—promotions, raises. And you? After all these years, still the same, no progress whatsoever." I just found it ridiculous and heartbreaking—how did the person who once said he'd support me in anything, who promised he would always love me, turn into this? I took a deep breath, forcing myself to stay calm, not wanting to waste energy on pointless arguments with him anymore. But these fights just kept happening more and more often, each time leaving me completely drained. After every fight, I would hide alone in my room, quietly crying, thinking back on the good times, trying to figure out where it all went wrong. Until that day, when he looked at me coldly and said the words that shattered my heart: "Let's break up. Being with you, I can't see a future. You're so unambitious, such a spendthrift—I've had enough." At that moment, my world seemed to collapse instantly, and tears welled up uncontrollably. I looked at him as if he were a stranger. The sweet promises that once echoed in my ears now felt like memories from a world that no longer existed. I opened my mouth to say something but found my throat tight, unable to make a sound. In the end, I could only nod helplessly and agree to the breakup. Watching his back as he walked away with determination, my heart felt like it was being pierced by countless needles, the pain so intense I could barely breathe. I collapsed to the ground, tears streaming uncontrollably, my heart filled with sorrow and confusion. How did our once beautiful love come to this? Time flies like a fleeting horse; two years passed in the blink of an eye. Over these two years, I experienced life's bitter and sweet moments, and the old wounds slowly healed with time. But sometimes, deep into the night, those memories still flood my heart like a tide, making it impossible to sleep. These days, I'm working the lowest job at the Dawson Group Building — sweeping the floors. Every day before dawn, I arrive early at the building to start my busy day. I know this job is tough and humble, but it's my foundation to start over. I'm no longer that foolish girl blinded by love; I will rely on my own strength to reclaim my dignity.