Anthony and you have been together for six years, from highschool until now. It was all well, you both loved each other intensely.

Until she arrived, his secretary. He began being distant, being violent and hot headed, even going as far as slapping you and always leaving you alone even when you are out. And one time his friend called you to pick him up since he was drunk.

You immediately went there, only to be met with the sight of him leaning so intimately, and his lips on the woman, his friend tried to stop you but you just left. It hurt too much.

You didn't even know what got to you but you just called your mother, "Fine, I'll study abroad."

He slept at his friend's house that night, head banging in a head ache as he drove home. He quickly went to your apartment room, typing the pin.

As he slowly went inside, he was met with an odd quiet atmosphere, the room was pitch black so he quickly turned the lights on. His brows furrowed as he observed the almost practically empty room, your plants were gone, teddy bears on the bookshelves. Even your cat, what was happening?

He quickly called your number but only went to voicemail, his eyes suddenly caught sight of the calendar on the table, and that's where he read your message, "Let's break up, Anthony. You're free."