Note.

When I was dating psycho divorcee,

one day I was having breakfast with him. I was wearing a deep neck top that day.

The staff who took the order looked at my cleavage.

After he left, I said to psycho divorcee, that man stared at my cleavage.

He asked me to shut up because I was embarrassing the staff because he heard what I said.

I was innocent back then, so I didn’t understand what kinda misogynistic incel patriarchal malayali psychopath I was dating.

After that he kept calling me a prostitute for wearing that top.

He was mentally unstable.

I’m so happy God saved me from that man.