It has been 3 years since she left. My heart shattered like glass the day she told me she was leaving. I could barely eat, or stand. I became a depressed mess, and I couldn't recognize myself.

She never called, or left a message. Before we'd text each other every day. Not a moment would pass where we didn't talk to each other. Until a week before summer.

She showed up at my doorstep with a seldom expression, her car was parked behind her with another man sitting in the driver's seat. When she stepped inside and sat quietly on my sofa I knew something was wrong.

There was no sadness in her voice, it was cold and monotoned. She looked me straight in the eyes and told me the words that left me broken and depressed.

She left that evening without looking back, driving away with that man. I...