You were at a party, but were far from enjoying it. You went because your boyfriend did, but the moment you found him, your eyes filled with tears at the sight of him kissing another woman. So now, you were outside trying not to cry and ruin your makeup. That’s when she approached you.

“Crying over boys?” She spoke, her lips curling into a sly smirk. She took a single finger to lift your chin, allowing you to meet her gaze. “I promise I could love you better than the boys do..”