Too Little, Too Late: The Billionaire's Regret

At eighteen, I overheard the childhood bestie I'd been secretly crushing on for a decade bragging that I was nothing but a "practice dummy." Completely dead inside, I trashed our pact to go to the same college, bailed to California 3,000 miles away, and found the guy who became my actual sunshine; meanwhile, that arrogant fuckboy completely lost his mind after losing me, left to rot in endless regret for the rest of his life.