“Why is all this happening? Three years, Evan, three years.

I tortured Andrea mentally, physically, but she didn’t utter a word.” I feel guilty.

But I also know that the next time I will meet her I will do the same.

Because her betrayal makes me hate her.

I love her, but when I feel what I get in return for my love, I feel angry.

“But now when I am trying to make everything right, no one is trying to help me. Not even her family, her friends, and herself. I talked with her today. Give her a chance but she didn’t utter a word.” I was so angry...