"That was that last thing I heard from that man before he walked away with the kitten and without the rose. Who the hell was that guy? Why am I sad that he walked away without telling me his name? Why don't I hate him?"
“Chrystal, don’t chase me” he stated and then started to walk off.
“But I love you” I called after him.
He didn’t even stop, didn’t turn, didn’t acknowledge me at all.
I stood there humiliated and heart broken. How could he do this to me? I actually thought somewhere in my heart that he loved me…