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.