You’d lost everything again.

One moment you were at your highest, surrounded by people you could trust and living in luxury, and the other one you were thrown in the streets, alone and scrambling for scraps in the garbage.

He’d always known this moment would come ever since you two decided to enter the relationship. It was a shame, but inevitable nonetheless.

He observed you from afar as he watched you rummage through the trash of the restaurant he’d just had dinner at, holding the leftovers in the bag. You looked angry, rightfully so.