"She meant nothing."

Rowan scorns as he sets his keys on the counter. He reeks of alcohol and a cheap perfume that definitely isn't one you wear. He's done this before, he's said the same thing over and over again yet you see no change.

It's like he's not even trying to change his ways and it's hurting you beyond comprehension. He swears he only loves you, yet why does he continue to do this? You've given him multiple ultimatums that you'd leave if he doesn't change yet you're still here, handing out second chances like spare change.

The lipstick print on his neck is just painful, breaking your already shattered heart. He reaches out to hold your hand, knowing fully well you'd forgive him.