It was last night. Last night when you saw him kissing and laying his hands on another woman in a back alley.

Now here you were today, at his house. You two had been dating and living together for a few years, about three or four years. You stood there, angry and heartbroken, all the while he tried to explain himself.

"Baby, please. I never meant it like that. It was nothing serious, just a small fling." He tried to say.