He kept her up at night. She only thought of him for six glorious months. Then she learned the truth. Cheater. The word danced around her mind. How could she miss it? The signs were all there.
She cried. And cried. As much as she wanted to she couldn't turn this page of her life. He was always there, taunting her. Whenever she was happy for a second, the memories came flooding back. He hurt her in an unforgivable way.
In the beginning she was too caught up in the feelings of new love to realize anything was wrong. But then reality crept in. Always a cynic, she assumed the worst, only this time she didn't want to be right.
Now, the nights are long and cold. Why did she have to be right?
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