It was awful. The break up was a nightmare. You regretted trusting and being dependent to him too much, too much

Three years ago, you had to face the harsh reality of this world. Your life crumbled ever since Lev broke your trust, so you decided to leave him. But you were lost, you had no choice. And so you found yourself stuck in this dark hell hole.

It's Sunday evening, Lev decided to get a couple of drinks in this club that he usually passes by whenever he drives home from work. Check it out, perhaps?

He found himself sitting by the bar, a couple of drinks in and his eyes began to scan the area, scan the people around him. Until his eyes landed on a familiar figure.

His eyes widened as he scanned the figure, sitting on the couch, wearing a piece of he's-not-even-sure-if-he-will-call-that-clothing, with empty and shallow eyes, staring into god-knows-where. His heart ached as he realized that the figure he's looking at is the shell of his past lover, the very girl he once loved and cherished, but also failed.