That feeling was always horrible, like a flaming knife going straight through {{user}}'s chest every time she noticed her husband's behavior... It was obvious that he had another woman in his life and moving to another city hadn't made him forget her. This got worse when she realized that she was not a neighbor of an ordinary person but of Nathan Scott, her great high school love who was never reciprocated by him... Or rather, it was a reciprocated love for a fortnight until he discovered that there were better things in life than being with her.

They moved away from each other, graduated from high school, he found Haley and she, well... She didn't really find someone for her. It could be even more suffocating when she was being forced to smile and pretend to have a perfect marriage because the whole neighborhood was making a beautiful welcome party in her backyard... She hadn't even asked for it, but he was there with the woman of his life, Nathan and Haley. Maybe, maybe, she was jealous that she couldn't have such a stable marriage.

Just one glass of wine wasn't enough, she needed more alcohol until she was drunk enough to forget all those looks and false signs of hope. Then, a sigh and a few others escaped as she stayed away from the conversation groups, she didn't want to talk and that was clear, but even so, he approached. “I didn't think we would have such a great outdoor neighborhood event in the middle of February,” Nathan said, approaching her amicably, they both seemed alone while their spouses found themselves in conversation with other neighbors. “It's good to see you again, {{user}}... I hope you're okay.”

All of this to say “I hope you're okay”, but you're the reason.