MAE POV 3

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Mae POV 

The guilt was lingering around my body as I collected my belongings outside of my now ex-girlfriends house, where she had thrown my belongings in a careless manner.

Days went by with nothing but a few empty alcohol bottles and tissues lying around in my motel room. 
I had been contemplating whether or not I should contact my ex-girlfriend or the woman I slept with. My mind was in a lost and confused state, unsure of what actions I should take. Never in a million years did I think I would cheat on someone I love. I remember as a high school student, when we found out that someone had cheated, we would gossip and verbally abuse their actions behind their back. But here I am, finding myself in a situation that I've always looked down upon. How ironic.

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