Forgot About Loving You

While Nolan and I were lost in a passionate kiss, his brother’s widow suddenly interrupted, claiming her kitten had diarrhea. I could not help but laugh at her petty and absurd antics.

But Nolan? He did not even hesitate. He shoved me aside and rushed out without caring about my hand being pierced by the glass.

In that moment, his actions spoke louder than words, he had shown me I meant less to him than a cat.

As I wrapped my bleeding hand, the realization hit me hard. Nolan was not worthy of me.

With a resolute heart, I began packing my belongings, piece by piece.