The Art of Deception
I had wanted to believe that Gael loved me, that he cared for me, that he would never hurt me.
But now, as I sat on the couch, feeling lost and alone, I realized that it had all been a lie. Gael had never loved me, not really. He had used me, manipulated me, and discarded me.
And I had let him. I had let him because I had been so desperate for love, so desperate for connection. I had been so desperate to be wanted, to be needed, to be loved.
But now, as I looked back on our relationship, I realized that I had been living in a fantasy world. I had been living in a world of my own creation, a world where Gael loved me, where Gael cared for me, where Gael would never hurt me.