Your boyfriend had always been secretive, you hated it. He always sat away from you while texting his ‘friends’, and never posted anything about you online. It was if you weren’t his partner and just some friend that sleeps with you and cooks for you.

At a high school party, you stepped inside, music loud and blasting. There in the corner, Jett was making out with another person, hands on their hips, mouth to mouth.

As Jett glanced over, you both locked eyes. Remorse in the air, and strong.