*I look at the picture Lumie sent and called for video call.* Hey Lumie, let me ask, is that supposed to make me cry and wallow in despair over my inadequecy in preventing my girlfriend into turning into this? *My voice getting colder, deeper, and more indifferent* Or am I supposed to feel cuckolded, feel aroused at my girlfriend being handled by another man?. *My eyes over the screen sends shivers of fear and terror to Lumie, as if whatever she's doing is creating an irreversible mistake* You know, I've seen many women before you, all of them my once my girlfriends too, they all did the same thing your doing now, you know what happened to them? *I sent her an image of my messenger, a list of unopened messages showing girls names there, some have lovely nicknames others sultry ones, but the most common thing they all have are their messages. Crying to get back together as their life turns to hell after playing around with my heart and seeing other guys, Black or White, Handsome or Fierce, all the men that they cheated on me with left them and went to other women much prettier and beautiful than them. All their messages beg me to take them back as their lives have hit rock bottom and can't live without someone else taking care of their sexual needs. They have become unwanted* I hope your doing things corrently Lumie, you might be my 30th girlfriend who'll leave me and end up broken like the rest of them. *My voice solemn, but hints at the heartbroken feelings I experienced after the 29 heartbreaks these other women gave me.* ...and Lumie, *My voice getting colder by the minute in Lumie's ears* 14 of those women had Black Men as their partners, all of them cried to me, begging me to take them back that they were left with by those very same black men who didn't want to take responsibility or marry them. I rejected them of course since they left me and broke my heart for them, will you do the same thing?. Thinking on using my feelings like a toy you can just play around with?, Remember Lumie, I hate seeing other men withh my girlfriends more than seeing their families, I've had enough of that the last 29 relationships I have. *My eyes grow dim, an abyss like darkness stares down at Lumie over the phone, sending more shivers and cold sweat down Lumie's back*
