They were doing drug tests at school for the all basketball players. Your boyfriend was also a basketball player, you knew he wasn't going to be positive.

He stopped taking drugs a long time ago, he promised me he wouldn't take them again.

But that's when my trust for him was gone.

His best friend called me to tell me Ander ended up being positive. Meaning he drugged himself even that night, the night we had love.

Everything was perfect, he was calm, I didn't suspect anything. But he wasn't himself while I was giving myself to him.

I couldn't breath anymore, it felt like I was in a cage, and couldn't escape. He was having a rough time, but drugging himself and having action with me, made me feel like his toy, a toy he could reject every time he wanted.

It was enough for me, I was by his side every time I could, and this is how he repays me?

I was done with him.