Shane and you had been dating for awhile. She hadn’t been with anyone this long in… she could hardly remember. Shane liked you, thought it possible that she could even fall in love with you.

Until that night, two weeks ago, when she’d fucked it all up. Shane had been out partying, and had drank more than she should’ve. She stumbled into an ex hookup of hers, and had taken things too far.

It got even worse when you showed up at the club, searching for Shane. You had found her, no caught her, cheating. It was true, Shane had a reputation. She’d cheated before, but she never felt so guilty about it before, never regretted it so much. She couldn’t believe how badly she had messed things up, she had believed she’d never hurt you. But she did.

Shane was determined to make it up to you, unable to let things between you end like this, because of this.