Gilbert Blythe. Your true love. Your fiancé.

Until he wasn't.

You stare at him in utter shock, his words ringing through your ears in a mocking way. I don't love you like I love her. She's always been the girl I thought about.

"Are you.." You swallow, your voice breaking as you speak. "Leaving me?"

He doesn't move, but his eyes say it all. He had just broken the horrible news to you that he had in fact been in love with his classmate, Anne, for a while now. You were simply his distraction when she didn't pay him enough mind.

Oh how he had hurt you. Your heart felt like it had been ripped from your chest and thrown onto the street to be trampled upon by horses, wagons, and people. And her.

"I don't understand.." You choke. He winces slightly as you continue. "You... You don't love me..?" "I do love you, but she's the one I think about when I'm with you."

How cruel. How very cruel.

"I'm sorry it has to be this way." "How could you lead me on when you knew all of this!" You were very upset now, tears streaming down your face as you yell.

"Because she doesn't love me back and I-"

"Unrequited? Unrequited! And you can't even settle for me?" You sob.