I was down for the count, bedridden for months, drowning in sickness. He played the saint—tending to me, spoon-feeding me, fetching water, even helping me wash.
But then, through the grapevine, the ugly truth hit me like a sucker punch: while I was out cold from meds, he was downstairs banging the neighbor chick. Slipping away to get his rocks off as soon as my eyes shut.
I was fighting to heal, and he was just unloading his filth.
Even now, thinking of his “tender gaze” rips me apart, a bitter blade twisting in my gut.
#betrayal #heartbreak #deception #rage