I was ready to leave my family just so I could be with him. My hand flies to my mouth, stifling a sob. He was at my father’s funeral! And still, he stayed away, not bothering to ask me how I was doing. I thought . . . I thought he loved me. But, you don’t let your loved ones hurt alone, without offering comfort. Was it all a game for him? Was I? A silly girl persuaded to fall in love, only to be dumped in her most desperate hour? He left me when I needed him the most. Lies. It has all been lies and nothing more. “Why?” I scream into the night. The answer to my question is sudden, relentless
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