Despite knowing the fact that I'd be arriving in a few hours' time, she still wanted to go over to spend time with him. That night, he was over at his friend's place, but what happened after he got home, I do not know.

I should trust him when he said that no, she did not go over after he got home, but after all that has happened, I find it hard, so very hard, despite how much I really want to believe.

I wake up everyday, hoping that this is just a nightmare, but it isn't. Waking up to a piercing heart is simply not nice. Sure, time will heal, but the scars will stay.