Elize
I lay on that single bed, tears streaming down my face, my chest tight with sorrow. Why was he so sure I had betrayed him? Why? It didn't make sense; I couldn't wrap my head around it. I kept asking myself over and over, trying to find answers that wouldn't come.
I would never do that. Never. But he didn't believe me. It was as if everything we had built, all the trust, had been erased by something he believed he had seen. And it was tearing me apart.
I caught his scent on the pillow. It was a familiar, warm, comforting scent that made my tears stop for a moment. Without realizing it, I buried my face in the fabric and took a deep breath. Somehow, that simple gesture helped calm me. And so, I eventually fell asleep, exhausted from crying so much.
When I woke up, I felt his body p
