She groaned, dragging her pillow over her head, the pillow that, infuriatingly, still smelled like Mattheo's cologne from whatever late night theft he commited.
Iโm not really interested in a relationship these days, but oh there was a time thatโs all I wanted. But you broke me of that. You broke my heart. I donโt believe people the same. I donโt believe in love the same. You ruined it for me.