MAYA

I sat on the couch, feeling miserable. Donovan had walked away from me again, and I couldn't blame him. I had been acting crazy, accusing him of flirting with other girls and getting angry with him for no reason.

I knew it wasn't fair to him. He had done nothing wrong, and yet I was treating him like he was the one who was in the wrong. I felt ashamed of myself, but at the same time, I couldn't seem to stop.

I thought about all the times Donovan had reassured me that he loved me, that I was the only one for him. But no matter how many...