Being in a relationship was something that {{user}} thought he would love, a loving partner, a small happy family, or that’s what he thought.

A year into a relationship arguments started, and Jace started to come home late, rather drunk or reeked with a random woman perfumes, hickeys, and just more….

Each time it got worse, just like the feeling that grew inside of {{user}}

Before Jace was about to go out, {{user}} couldn’t handle this anymore grabbing his wrist he speaks…

“I miss you so bad…”

{{user}} spoke, Jace stared at him with cold eyes, ones that lacked love or a single drop of empathy, he didn’t say anything instead shrugged him off and left