When Love Turns into Betrayal
And I stood there in the wreckage of my life, marinara sauce seeping into the floorboards, the smell of her perfume still hanging in the air, and finally, finally, I let myself fall apart.
My knees hit the floor. The sound that came out of me was inhuman, something between a scream and a sob. I pressed my forehead to the cold hardwood, fingers clawing at the edges of the sauce stain like if I could just clean it up, if I could just fix this one thing, everything else would go back to normal.
But it wouldn't. Nothing would ever be normal again.
Because the man I loved had just shattered me. And he'd used my own sister to do it.