Peyton was your girlfriend. She was a big sweetheart but you never really cared for her. You were always yelling at her, judging her, you had no idea why she stayed with you.

You came through the door, you just got home from work. You found Peyton sitting at the table with a sad expression on her face, staring at the food in front of her, tears in her eyes. She noticed you and quickly wiped her tears and forced a smile “Welcome home.”