She sat alone. The tears now stung. How could he do it? He promised her. She wiped her eyes for what felt like the millionth time that day. She dried her eyes. She tried to stop crying. The harder she tried, the more she relived the good times in her head. The more she thought of him, the more she knew she couldn't live without him in her life now she'd had him in it. Her life was rapidly going towards a downward spiral. The one she knew almost too well. And there was no one to pull her out. She looked at her blurry reflection in the mirror and let out a moan. Her makeup had run down her face and her eyes were puffy and red. But she knew that what she looked like on the outside wasn't even close to how bad she felt on the inside.
She knew that it could never have lasted. She knew that it was going to end. But in her mind, she hoped it never would. She savoured every moment with him. Every touch; every kiss. It was all she could think about. The way he held her. So tight and secure, she felt like nothing could ever hurt her as long as he was there. As long as he kept hold of her. She never thought about him leaving. It never came into any conversation. She never thought she'd get as close to him as she did. She never thought she'd be without him. He was always right there.
She knew she never loved him. She knew he never loved her. What she didn't know was how, with one look, he could almost control her. It was almost like she was trained to respond to his every move, his every word, and even he didn't know it. With a look he could have her eating out of the palm of his hand.
The tears began to fall again as she remembered the way he would wrap his arms around her waist. She stood and reached to the top of the cupboard and took down a box. Her box of memories. Inside was a small silver chain with a cross on it. There were letters and other pieces of paper and underneath it all was a small, leather bound note book.
She tried to remember the good times. The thought of his smile stung her. The echo of his laugh ran through her mind. She remembered the times when everything was perfect for them both. She recalled knowing that it couldn't last. She remembered telling him there was no way she would let herself fall for him, and as she laid her head on her pillow, her final resting place, she uttered two words.
"I Lied."