I sat on the couch in the lobby, silently waiting like every other night. Tonight, I wasn’t in our room, pretending to be asleep as he crawled into bed smelling like someone else. I had chosen tonight to tell him that I knew. It was late, but I wasn’t tired, kept awake by my anger and betrayal, but mostly by the hurt. It hurt more than I could
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I...I just can't picture it...
And I was all "yays, they are back together"
then the last sentence kinda killed that. all together.
but i loved this anyway. ♥
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