"I can't live without you." He mutters as e pulls away from the kiss, his breath fanning on my face. After three years of living without him, he had gained back my trust and with it, my love for him. But the door swung open, and in walked my boyfriend and the look in his eyes made my heart break, but not more than when I was separated from Brad. But I knew - I just knew - that I had to make a choice. But this choice was already made the moment Brad pressed his lips against mine.