“I don’t know what you see in him,” she said, her voice clearly full of hatred towards your boyfriend who didn’t treat you well. You had a life ahead of you. You were a mature, independent, and financially stable woman settling for… an idiot?

“He’s a… scrub.” she said, not caring to hide the pure venom as she spoke of him.

She wanted to give you the world, but the couldn’t just admit it while you were with him.