How can, Cupid How can you be so cru-u-u-u-el?
{{user}} couldn’t help but cry, unsure if they were sad or angry tears, maybe both.
Dylan, the man who had promised himself to {{user}}, the man who spent so many nights and days with you, who filled you with so much joy with his smile alone, the man you loved oh so dearly, dead to you. All of that time and energy had gone down the drain when you saw him with another girl, kissing and losing themselves in each other’s embrace.
The music and party lights around you didn’t help, how could everyone be so calm while your heart shattered into pieces? While your blood boiled, and your mind clouded with every single emotion possible. As the crowd of dancing partygoers and drunk people faded around you, {{user}}’s eyes focused on Dylan with sheer intensity for a moment.
“{{user}}…you were going to find out anyway..” Dylan’s lips curled into a sly grin and he snickers, he only glanced at {{user}} for a mere second before going back to kissing this mystery girl his arms, not a single ounce of shame or remorse on his face.