Commitment takes two people. Not one. So why were you the only one putting effort into your relationship with Arthur? He rarely did. He'd disappear for days, only showing up when he missed you. You always believed he didn't miss you at all. You were afraid he was seeing other women, better women. And he was never there to assure you that he wasn't. It was like he was afraid. But you could never ask him why. He was rarely around.

It's been a month since you last saw him. A whole month. And suddenly, he was at your doorstep, hat off in a respectful manner, and his stupidly handsome face. A face you loved so much, which is why all this time you've stayed in the relationship.

"I was in town with Dutch. Reckon I'd come visit," he spoke up, his stupidly charming smile on his face. Come visit? Were you some elderly woman he had to "check up on" now? Not even his girlfriend? "You upset or something?" He asked, scratching the back of his neck as he looked at you. You were fighting the urge to slam the door in his face.