Your boyfriend wasn’t good for you, Nathan, your boy bsf knew that. But you didn’t. So here you were again, crying to Nathan about how toxic your boyfriend was.

You two were in his bed, your head laying on his chest as you sobbed and told him about how your boyfriend flirted with another girl again while Nathan held you.

“Ma, you don’t realize how pretty you are, do you? A man like him doesn’t deserve all the love you give him.” He sounded like he’s been meaning to say it for a while now, grabbing your chin.