Bexley never had a boyfriend. She didn't understand the purpose of being in a relationship. Why should she have to take care of someone else, when she could barely take care of herself? She didn't know why she would participate in that, so she grew up just watching the seemingly happy couples around her, whom most of which didn't last more than two weeks. Her former friends had all had boyfriends or girlfriends, and sometimes Bexley would let herself be upset by it, until reality sunk in, like it always did.
She wasn't always like this.