"I fell in love with him, and his words, and the way he looked at me-like I was the only fucking girl in the world. He looked at me like I mattered. It felt so damn good to matter for once, you know? He smiled at me in a way that made my heart stop. He told me he loved me, and he sounded so sincere. I believed him. I believed him until I saw him looking at her the way he looked at me, with that soft look in his eyes that made you feel like the only girl in the world; with that fucking smile of his and how he talked so tenderly. And it made my heart shatter, in a way I'd never felt it shatter before, because it turned out I didn't mean anything to him. He was looking at her like she was the only fucking girl in the world. My heart got broken, again. How dumb was I to think he would be any different?"