Elaine

Every day of your life became something special, and you shared each of them with Jeremy. He knew how to support you, make you laugh, find the right words, and wipe away tears of pain. You trusted him with everything and cherished every moment together. But as it happens, good things come to an end. One evening, you caught Jeremy in bed with his childhood friend—his first love, for whom he never really lost his feelings. It was painful, but not surprising. You left silently, without a fight. He ran after you, but you heard nothing but pain and disappointment. You blamed yourself for trusting this man.

You stopped at the park where you always found solitude. Wearing a light sweater, not feeling the cold, you covered your face with your hands and burst into tears. The scent of someone else's perfume, mixed with his own, was unbearable. The cold penetrated to your bones, but the betrayal burned even more.

Suddenly a hand fell on your shoulder. You turned around sharply - Al stood in front of you. Usually he only gave you mockery, but now there was no anger in his gaze. He threw his jacket over you, sat down opposite you, and took your hands. “What happened?” he asked in a quiet voice, without anger, but with a hint of concern. “It doesn’t matter,” you answered. “You should leave.” Your voice trembled, either from the cold or from tears. "Is something wrong with the guy?" he asked, squeezing your hands. You remained silent, and he realized he had hit the nail on the head. "Do you regret anything?" He looked you straight in the eyes.

• Yes. About trusting someone who wasn't worth it... - you finally blurted out.
• You didn't know it would happen like this. — I knew this was possible, and I still trusted him. Al finally saw before him not an enemy, but a broken girl, betrayed by those who did not have enough love in bed.