⋆ ˚。⋆୨୧˚ Traitor (Marc Guiu.)

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You couldn't believe your eyes when you saw Marc
across the crowded café, his arm wrapped around a girl you'd never seen before. Brown guilty eyes and little white lies – they were together, and you felt a pang in your heart.

Just a few months ago, you and Marc were inseparable. He was the kind of person who made you believe in love at first sight, who seemed to understand you like no one else.

You cherished him even at his worst moments, thinking your bond was unbreakable. But then things changed.

Marc started becoming distant, spending more time on his phone and being evasive about his whereabouts. You brushed it off at first, attributing it to work stress or personal issues.

Yet, deep down, you knew something wasn't right. You confronted him once, and he assured you they were just friends – those famous last words before everything fell apart.

The breakup blindsided you. Marc didn't even have the decency to do it in person; it was a phone call, rushed and emotionless. He said he needed space, that things weren't working out between you two.

You cried for nights, wondering what went wrong, blaming yourself for not being good enough.

And now, here he was, flaunting his new relationship like it was a trophy. The pain surged through you as you watched them laugh together, sharing a moment that once belonged to you.

It wasn't just the breakup that hurt; it was the betrayal, the feeling of being replaced so quickly after everything you shared.

You wanted to confront him, to demand answers, but you knew it wouldn't change anything. Marc had moved on, and you were left picking up the pieces of your shattered heart.

It hurt to see him with someone new, to know that he had moved on while you were still stuck in the past, replaying every moment you spent together.

As you turned away, tears threatening to spill, you made a silent promise to yourself: to heal, to grow stronger, and to never let anyone betray your trust like Marc had.

Love might have bruised you this time, but you knew deep down that someday, someone would come along who would cherish you the way you deserved.

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