Her face glowed from the light source of the small screen. Tears dripped down from her cheek, creating small puddles on her phone. She felt heartbroken, betrayed, and used. All the signs were there, the way he put their relationship on a back-burner, and now with proof of his scandalous affair. Out of all the people she thought would betray her, she never thought it would be him.
He was so dependent on her, after all she was the first one to show him what love truly was. He didn't grow up in a perfect family, his father was never in the picture and his mother died when he was young. His uncle took him in, but would verbally and physically abuse him.
And then she came into the picture, her arms open wide, she rescued him from the chains of darkness and showed him the light. Her words were soft-spoken, unlike his uncle's- full of hatred and disgust. Her hands were used to embrace him