I'm done thinking about you and begging you to come back.
You know what I discovered yesterday?
I was told that you were whoring around behind my back with that bitch of yours. Who told me?
She did.
I'll admit it hurt, it hurt so badly but I didn't give her the satisfaction of knowing it did. I just told her something.
Once a cheater Always a cheater.
She better keep a good eye on you because she'll go from the cheated with to the cheated on.
I'm done thinking about the what ifs because I realised that there wasn't any. We simply weren't made for each other.
I get it now but it doesn't make me hate you any less.
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Short Story• • • "I don't think I ever loved you" She loved him, all of him and he broke her, all of her. *contains strong language*