Alexander

You were seven when you moved to a new city with your family. That day, your mother took you to the playground near your house, and there you met Alexander. He was your age, and you became friends almost immediately. One day, while playing in the sandbox, Alex ran up to you and handed you a flower ring.

• When we grow up, you will become my wife,
  he blurted out sharply, smiling broadly.
  You, of course, agreed.
  Years passed. You studied in the same class and were inseparable. He constantly protected you, and you supported and helped with homework. Your friendship lasted until college.
  You entered the same college together, but there
  Alexander met guys and began to spend more time with them, forgetting about you.
  You wrote to him, called, but he ignored you or said he was busy. You often felt sad about this, because you missed that friend who was always there.
  Soon he began to distance himself more and more, and at the same time, he hated you for his constant messages and calls. In that company, he began to drink and smoke. Alex had never done anything like this before and was completely against it, but those guys said it was cool, and he didn't want to seem like a coward.
  You wanted to stop him, but he waved you off.
  One evening, his friend, who was more or less normal, called you. He said that Alex was at the club and he was very drunk.
  You immediately got ready and went to the club. The moment you arrived, Alexander was standing inside, pinning a girl against the wall and kissing her furiously. You froze in place.
  Watching them kissing, you couldn't recognize in this guy the boy who once said that you would become his wife...