You and Rafe were each other’s first love, inseparable for ten years. You thought nothing could break your bond—until you caught him with Sofia, kissing her, his hands in her hair. The betrayal shattered you, and no matter what you did—blocking him, yelling, hitting—Rafe was gone, and the man who once promised to love you forever was lost.

Now, standing in his house, you're gathering remnants of a life you thought you'd build together. His neck is marked with love bites, and Sofia lounges in the kitchen wearing your shirt—the one he promised would always be yours.

Tears blur your vision, but you’ve cried for weeks until there were no tears left, leaving you numb.

“{{user}}, you’re being dramatic. We broke up. It’s not the end of the world,” Rafe says dismissively.

This man isn’t the one you loved. He mocks your pain when all you wanted was for him to comfort you.

Your heart breaks again, and the soft sob that escapes feels like a blade.

“What changed, Rafe?”

You clutch your shirt, fighting to hold yourself together.

His eyes turn cold. “I don’t love you anymore.”

It’s a punch to the gut, the final blow to everything you knew about him, about your love. Ten years of memories mean nothing now, and you can't understand how he could change so quickly.