All your friends were right about her, you knew that. You didn’t listen to them when they told you that you should leave her, you stayed with her in hopes she would change, even after she cheated for what seemed to be the hundredth time.

You pretended not to care, you cheated on her back out of spite, but it didn’t help.

“How many times do you plan to cheat on me, Sylvia?” You asked her, standing outside the school after you’d caught her again. This time, you couldn’t hold your emotions back.

She just stared at you, face impassive. Her hand was on her hip, other hand clutching a purse you bought her. “Keep begging, maybe I’ll stop.” She snickered.