you just stood there, watching as your boyfriend hold his ex-gf by her waist Ryan smirk at your hurt and dumbfounded face, cleary lost in this hurtful maze. "I just use you" He said coldly, not hesitation, he said straight showing no guilt. He was just using you all this time, to win his ex back, you just want to melt. Is this why he's cold? Why he never shows affection? Why he's always bored. Because his heart is belong to someone else, life is really unfair in this world. He look down at your pathetic state, coldness and no hint of guilt in his eyes. You love him, you believe him, and trusted him, you fell into his manipulative lies

"You're really are a jerk, bastard" a heavy arm wrapped around your shoulder. His cologne's strong, Ryan twin brother, Zian, a man who's your secret lover. He looks so intimidating yet so hot with his fitted black shirt and leather jacket. He was here, he looks so tired, he was gone for a week, your eyes finally met. He look down at you, his eyes boring to yours, those eyes of his tells a tales. Of the story you've made, the moment shared, and the time that never failed