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upset with him for being attractive to all women. That was wrong. Now I felt terrible for overreacting and kicking him out of his own apartment. I really needed to be better at trusting him. The relationship would never work unless I really gave my effort.
    I was starving, so I pulled out my phone to text him. He better have something ready for me to eat at home. He usually did, but I had to make sure. I was about to eat a bear.
    I already had a text message from Flynn.
    Thanks for the wonderful time tonight. You really rocked my world, Zahara. I’ll let you know next time Hazel isn’t home. I’ll break up with her soon.
    What. The. Fuck.
    I read the message ten times, still unable to breathe. I read it again. And again. He must have sent this to me by mistake. Kyle used to do the exact same thing with Hannah…and every time it broke my heart.
    Tears sprang to my eyes quicker than I could process my emotions. Knowing Kyle cheated on me broke my heart, but this was a million times worse. Flynn was my whole world. I thought we were happy together. As soon as I went to practice, he was fucking his ex. And he was planning on dumping me for her…
    Every one left the auditorium, and I knew I needed to get out before they forced me to leave. But I was so numb that I couldn’t feel a damn thing. I finally grabbed my things and landed on the street.
    People passed by me, living out their lives like nothing was wrong. My world was crashing and burning. I just couldn’t believe Flynn would do this to me. I thought we were happy. What did I do wrong? I don’t understand.
    What the hell is wrong with me? Why couldn’t a guy just treat me right?
    Should I go back to the apartment? Should I confront him? What was the point? I had clear evidence he cheated on me. He wouldn’t send this to me on purpose. It was clearly a mistake, no room for misinterpretation.
    My heart was beating so fast I thought it would give out.
    Someone bumped into me as they passed but I barely noticed.
    Was this a dream? God, I wished it were. I wish this wasn’t happening. Why did this have to happen? Why? Why?
    I gripped my skull and screamed.
    The New Yorkers glanced at me then kept walking. No one asked if I was okay. I started to sob, unable to accept the fact that everything with Flynn was a lie. He wanted to move in with me, but he got bored of me so quickly. He was the player I always thought he was. I needed to get my shit and get the hell out of there. I didn’t have any shoes, clothes, or anything I needed. I had to go.
    Still sobbing, I walked to the apartment. The despair quickly turned to anger. He played me like a fool, and he did a damn good job of it. I kept picturing him with his ex over and over again, wanting to stop. It made me tremble and shake. I wanted to gag. The idea of him being with anyone else but me was sickening.
    I finally reached the door but just stared at it. It wasn’t my door. It was his. I never belonged here. This wasn’t my home. I took a deep breath then got the door open.
    “Hey, baby.” He stood up from the couch then turned to me. He froze when he saw my expression. “What’s wrong?”
    “Fuck you.”
    He flinched. “What…?”
    “You’re such a damn liar and a piece of shit. You made me trust you and then you took advantage of me. You’re sick!”
    “Hazel, what are you talking about?” He came closer to me, concern in his eyes.
    I slapped him hard across the face. I never slapped someone before, but that’s how pissed I was.
    Flynn took the hit and his eyes burned in irritation. “Why did I deserve that?”
    “When you texted Zahara, you accidentally texted me.” Spit was flying out of my mouth because I was so angry.
    “What?” His eyes were wide. “What the hell are you talking about?”
    “Look at your damn phone. If you’re going to cheat on me, at least don’t make rookie mistakes.” I marched to the bedroom, ready to grab my things and get the hell out of dodge.
    He followed