Your cheek burned from the force of the slap. The sudden shock left you reeling, and your vision slowly refocused to see Scaramouche.

"...I'm not surprised," he whispered, his tone flat and empty. A bitter smirk and tears fell from his face. Hes hurt. His heart is shattering.

"You liar!" he suddenly screamed. "Thinking you could keep showing me that pretty face of yours every day without me realizing what you were doing behind my back!" The force of his yell sent you stumbling back.