Every time she would find himself smiling at her, every time he smiled at her, she would feel sad. She couldn't help but feel guilty whenever she saw that he was happy, and everytime she saw him happy, she felt as if her world was turning upside down.

She couldn't help but notice that she began to hate herself more and more each second that she was with him. She hated herself for being able to forget about the pain she had suffered during those three months without him.

She hated herself for allowing him to become her first priority. It hurt. It hurt so much. It hurt to think...