Classroom Punishment (BDSM Series)
Finally, I got the answer to my question which had been disturbing me for three long days, but it didn’t give me any relief.
It hurts even more now. He says he loves me, but how can love exist without trust? Instead of speaking to me like a grown man, instead of looking me in the eyes and asking for the truth, he chose to break me with cruelty.
When someone truly loves you, they don’t rip you open just to watch you bleed. They don’t treat you like you’re disposable. Love doesn’t destroy. It protects, it listens, it believes.
The truth is he never loved me. This realisation brings fresh tears to my eyes. He never truly cared about me.