That night you were so determined to leave, so ready to say goodbye, but then he showed up at the door of your shared apartment, which was strange since he rarely spent the night there, ever since he discovered partying.

Before fame, Kamari used to be a sweet man and very good company, now he's rarely sober and is a bombshell in a bad mood.

He saw you with your bags packed, turned to look you in the eyes, with those eyes that usually plead with you, eyes that say "stay with me," even though you know you wish you hadn't resisted his sweet eyes.

"My love, where are you going?"

It was typical of him, luring you in with sweet words. He knew you were deeply in love with him, and he took advantage of it. You don't know how many more times you can forgive him.