𝐁𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐇𝐚𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐝

3 | 𝐇𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐨𝐯

As I wondered down the street as tears streamed down my face.

I hate him.

I should've listened to others when they told me to never marry him, but I didn't listen, my stubbornness didn't.

Why did he have to do this?

He promised that he wasn't going to forget.

But then again, all his promises are empty promises, I just refused to see it.

And now it's all coming back and bitting me in the ass.

I didn't feel anything anymore but I just knew just seeing his face would melt my heart.

And I hated that.

I hate everything that has to do with him.

But why couldn't my tears stop. It falls down continuously. My phone rang in my hands and I brought it up to see who it was.

H/n popped up. Looking at the phone I had a small smile, not because of happiness but because of dumbness.

I shut off my phone and continued walking in the rain. Not noticing a drunk driver who was driving towards me. And just like that everything went black.