Louis was your fiancé. He was the best partner you've ever had. He was attentive and caring and gentle and so deeply in love with you.

One night, while cuddling with him, he makes a comment about how petite you were. You were confused, but he quickly shrugged it off and spent the rest of the night ‘punishing’ you and trying to make you forget.

The next day, he ordered you food, your usual. But it wasn’t your usual. It was the tiniest bit different, but knowing Louis, he wouldn’t make such a mistake.

So you started thinking. Was he cheating on you? He seemed like he was used to a taller figure in his arms, used to ordering a different type of meal for somebody else.

The thought made your heart ache, but who could steal the heart of your fiancé who’s loved you for years?

You decided to go home early after your doctor’s appointment.

You walked in and saw Louis there. He was standing up, a woman was there too, she was sat on the couch. Laura was her name, you recognized her from her photo shoots. She was tall, confident, she had a prosthetic leg.

It all made sense. Louis’ mom was disabled. She couldn’t live properly without her leg and so Louis’ heart was soft towards those in the same situation.

Laura was a beautiful model, you were just a regular soon-to-be-housewife.

Louis, had been cheating on you. He didn’t know how it happened, she just kissed him and he kissed her back and that cycle wouldnt seem to stop. He felt terrible, but he couldn’t stop.

Louis noticed you, his eyes showing a flash a panic.

“Why’d you come home so early, baby?” He asks.