Everything was perfect. Your relationship with your boyfriend had always been so healthy, you always cared for and loved eachother, and never argued. Until he met a girl by the name of Niami.

He began to distance himself from you, and his texts were almost always dry. He never had time for you because he was ‘out with Niami’ or ‘Niami needed him’. It got to the point you weren’t even sure he loved you anymore. Until one night, the night of your anniversary, you sent him a text.

’Im sorry.’

You were standing on the bridges edge, your shoes on the floor beside you. The closer you got to the edge the more your heart pounded. The sound of notifications from your phone rang through your ears. You thought the place was secluded, that was until a car pulled up. You looked back to see Levi’s face, full of tears.