Lillian's POV
I tugged the tear soaked pillow from under my head causing my head to hit the headrest of the bed, adding to my headache so I sat up and hugged my knees, I must look like a mess from all that crying.
All those sweet words and actions, the way he would look into my eyes, the way he would hold hold my hand, hug me, and the sensual way he would kiss me, All that was fake? I was just something he would use to get what he wanted, the jerk! I squeeze my eyes shut and more tears flow out.
Now that was pathetic! My boyfriend in high school only wanted to me to do his assignments and was using me to ace his tests and exams and now this? Am I not good enough?
Memories started rushing back to me from the moment I arrived at the house, the way he welcomed me into the house when I f
