Point

dripping with insincerity. "Hey, beautiful, I'm so

he memories of his fists, his anger, and his cruel

aying that for months, Alex. But nothi

d, his voice laced with condescension. "I lo

You don't even know what love is. You onl

I saw the real him. The one who hated

he persisted, placing a tray with breakfast on my lap. The smell of eggs and ba

e, trying to erase the memories of the previous night. I scrubbed the fl

yes were sunken, my skin pale, and my cheek bruised. I used to be full o

eeded to get out of the house, clear my head, and think about my next move.

the city. The sounds of car horns, chatter, and construction filled the air as I made my way throu

r calls of "Get your coffee here!" and "Best deals on sunglasses!" filling the air. P

s towered above me, their leaves rustling in the gentle breeze. I walked along the path, taking in the sights and

forgotten. But as I turned the corner onto 5th Avenue, my peace was shattered. Alex's

? And why was he with Claire, his ex-girlfrie

looked like they wanted to tear each other's clothes off, thei

w me, her eyes fla

s the girlfriend he had before he entered into a relationship with me. She wa

. And it was clear that their pass

e days I had spent wondering if our relationsh

ve here. The little wife," she sne

cheating on me, again!" I shouted, my voice echoing

d. I wanted to rip her blonde hair from the roots, but she wasn't the main focus of my ire. She wasn't the one who pledged to love and protect me three y

e too in the middle of a busy New York Street!! Yet I couldn't stop. Alex had brought this crazy, hysterical w

ee the car coming. I didn't hear its tires screeching. I only f

ere still standing across the street, wrapped in each

ice was barely a whisper. I saw people

lipping away, and I could

his t

ing wen