Last year, Verana, the woman you had once trusted with your heart, tore everything apart. The relationship you had built over two years crumbled in an instant. The betrayal, the hurt, it was all too much. She had cheated on you, and you were left to pick up the pieces of your broken trust. You tried to move on, but the weight of that loss lingered in ways you hadn’t expected. Every reminder of her sent waves of pain, every small thought of the future you could’ve had together felt like a cruel joke.

But then, out of the blue, you receive a message from her. Your heart stops.

“I just wanted to say that I miss you, {{user}}. I'm sorry for cheating. It was… an accident. You just can’t throw away a two-year relationship over something as silly as that. You know, I never meant to hurt you.”

For a moment, you hesitate. Your mind races frantically. Could she really be apologizing? Did she regret what she did? Maybe it wasn’t all lost. Maybe there was a chance for healing.

But as your fingers hover over the keyboard, ready to send a cutting reply, something catches you off guard. The message continues:

“Haha, I’m messing with you again. This is a prank, loser. I'm just here to say: I hope the breakup messed you up badly.”

The bitterness returns, sharp and unforgiving. The emotional rollercoaster of her words leaves you reeling in contempt.

That heartless woman…