Night Of His Obsession
The weight of his anger and my own heartbreak is almost unbearable, and I feel entirely shattered at that moment.
"I'm sorry, I did not do anything," I begged him, holding his leg.
"Is there nothing you can think of other than saying you did nothing?" The look in his eyes was filled with pure rage, and I knew that any attempt to reason with him would be futile. He snapped, kicking me away. I lay there, bruised and broken, wondering how we had gotten to this point in our relationship.
"I tried, Babe; I really tried to regain our relationship." Tears streamed down my face as I realized that no amount of effort on my part could fix what was broken between us. The pain of rejection and betrayal
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