My Ex-Boyfriend is a Superhero

In the couple's restaurant, where pairs of couples filled every table, Abigail was the only one sitting alone at her table.A strange awkwardness hung in the air, spreading like the sweat pooling in Abigail's palms.The night had deepened, and the restaurant was nearly empty.In the three hours she had been there, the waiter had come by three times to ask if Abigail wanted to order, and each time her smile grew more and more forced. Eventually, she ordered a bottle of red wine and started drinking alone.Great. Her birthday candlelight dinner had been ruined. Her dear boyfriend, Peter Parker, had indeed not disappointed her. He had left her alone at the restaurant, not answering her calls or texts, making her wait for a full three hours.Great.Great.This seemed like the perfect time to turn her current boyfriend into her ex.A slight twitch passed across Abigail's lips as she raised her glossy eyes beneath long lashes and twisted a smile toward the clock on the wall. The hands were slowly moving towards midnight, finally stopping at the turning point.Well, great. Very great. Four hours.Abigail adjusted her posture, crossing one long leg over the other, her high heels lightly scraping the floor.Wearing a pure white fishtail gown and sitting alone at a table in a couple's restaurant for four hours, she couldn't help but think her boyfriend was really thoughtful.Take the table to her right, for instance—four couples had come and gone, but this table by the window was still occupied by just her, and she glared back at anyone who dared look her way with a dark, almost frightening stare.During the first three hours, the waiter, who had asked her three times if she wanted to order, was now gone. When he passed by, he gave her a sympathetic look.At midnight, her phone dinged with a message.She had hoped it was Peter, the bastard, finally realizing his mistake, but instead, it was a message from her "master" and troublemaker, Mr. Stark. He had sent her a video.Abigail held her final smile and clicked on the video.The background was her house, newly redecorated, and filled with her friends packed tightly together. In the front, holding the phone, Tony's face looked unusually large. He was grinning widely: "Little apprentice, since you never showed up for your surprise party before midnight, we had no choice but to have fun without the guest of honor. Actually, everyone's been having a great time, hahaha."Abigail's smile froze.A surprise party for her?Her face dimmed.Then, through the cheers, Rhodey pushed through from behind Tony, grabbing the camera and laughing, "I told you! You can't keep them around forever! Our Abigail and her boyfriend are so sweet, they don't need us as third wheels!"Sweet?Abigail glanced at the video, where her friends were laughing and having fun, and then looked at the now-empty restaurant. A cold breeze seemed to blow in from the back, making the place feel eerily lonely.Well... well.After the group yelled "Happy Birthday, Abigail," Tony turned the camera toward a mountain of gifts stacked nearby: "We know that no amount of presents can make up for your boyfriend not spending the day with you, but look at all these gifts!"Another round of cheers erupted from the phone, making the silence in the restaurant even more depressing.Finally, Tony cleared his throat and gestured for the laughing crowd to quiet down, speaking with exaggerated seriousness: "Although we don't know if your little virgin boyfriend has actually matured, we've decided to pool together and get you a box of condoms."Laughter filled the video, ending with their big smiles.A piece of lettuce was stuck between Tony's teeth.Noticing this, Abigail couldn't help but feel a tiny bit of amusement. It was like a tiny match flickering to life on a cold winter night, but the warmth quickly extinguished in the dark winds.Abigail, sitting by the window, looked at her own reflection in the glass—small, delicate, her red lips stood out in the reflection.Through the window, she saw a few figures walking by, but in a moment, they disappeared, leaving only a lonely streetlight at the corner.Everyone thought they were sweet. Everyone thought they were attached, inseparable, but only Abigail knew that wasn't the case.It wasn't that she still loved Peter, it was more that she was used to being with him. Their childhood love had already cracked, and besides, they were on different paths now.Abigail worked in weapons development, and recently, she had teamed up with Tony to create the most lethal missile to date, which had sold for the highest price in Stark Industries' history. It was her proudest achievement, and she had hoped to share it with Peter during this dinner. But unfortunately, four hours ago, Peter hadn't shown up.If Peter had something urgent and couldn't make it, at least he could have called. During these four hours, her back had almost been worn thin by the stares of the waiters and the passing couples.The murmuring of gossip reached her ears, almost making her head explode.Abigail realized her back was probably sweating now. This was probably the longest night of her life.