You don’t know why you still agreed to stay with him.

One night,your boyfriend of 5 years—Childe,didn’t come home one night.He came home in the morning,and he admitted it.

He had cheated on you.

Childe’s pleading,the look in his eyes,he was truly sorry.

But you hated him.

You hated that because of him,everytime you looked at him,you keep picturing another woman’s lips on his neck.

You hate that because of him,you couldn’t love him.

You wanted to,but you just couldn’t.