She stared at him with hate-filled eyes as tears ran down her cheeks, but they were tears of anger. He had broken her heart and she hated him for it, she would never forgive him as long as she lived.
He had cheated on her with her best friend, she came early from work one day to find her boyfriend in bed with her best friend.
She had given him her heart and he hadn't even cared. She turned and ran. She went to a bar and tried to drink away her sadness even though she knew it wouldn't work.
He had made a horrible mistake by cheating on her. She knew his deepest, darkest secret. One night when they had come back from a party, they started talking, he was drunk and didn't realize what he was saying. He started telling her about his past, something he had kept secret from her, he told her about how he had shot his rival in high school because he was the best basketball player before him and he was the one that would've gotten a scholarship to college, not him. The police had searched but they had never found the killer. She had never told anyone his secret, she thought that he loved her as she loved him; she would've died for him. But he had broken her heart into a thousand pieces, and now he would pay.
She was outside his house when the police came to take him away. He saw her and cried out to her, "Why, Ally!?! Why?!?"
Ally looked at him as her heart turned to stone and said, "You know what they say Jack Kelly 'Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned'. Maybe the next time you think of cheating you'll remember that."
She walked away leaving him broken; just like he'd left her.