Eric

You were in a relationship with a great guy, Eric. You'd been dating for four years and were living at his place. Everything was perfect until you ran into your ex one evening while walking home from work. He followed you, and you ignored him, walking quickly home. Suddenly, he grabbed your hand and turned you to face him. You tried to break free, but you couldn't. His other hand went to your waist, and you started yelling at him. He smiled and told you...

• Why are you shouting? Let's return everything. You slapped him across the cheek with your free hand, and he gasped and laughed. Suddenly, he grabbed your chin and your lips touched in a kiss. You pushed him away and started yelling at him again. You felt eyes on you, turned your head, and there was Eric, his gaze cold, a bouquet of flowers lying next to him. You wanted to go to him, but your ex grabbed your hand and let you approach him. Eric simply turned and started to walk away.