Empty Apartment
Elizabeth fumbled with her keys. She unlocked the door to her apartment. She dropped her bags, something was wrong. Very wrong. "Mark? MARK? This isn't funny. Mark… Where are you?"
She walked over to the counter, there was an envelope with her name on it. Her name written in Mark's handwriting. She slowly opened, shaking all the while.
Elizabeth,
Thank you for the happiest two years of my life. You are the most amazing, caring, loving woman. But unfortunately I can no longer be part of your life. Elizabeth you need someone better, someone who is strong enough to commit to you.
I as much as it burdens me to say this, have been unfaithful. I have been sleeping with my assistant Maria. Elizabeth I want you to understand you did nothing wrong. I did. But I can no longer live in the same house hold with you because of my mistake.
I want you to remove my ring of promise and rid of it. You deserve more than me, a half-rate European popstar. Please forgive me.
Mark.
"Oh my god." She whispered. She dropped the note and ripped the diamond-encrusted ring off her finger. She stormed to the bathroom tears streaming down her face. She dropped the ring into the toilet and watched it go down the drain. "Good for nothing son of a bitch."
Elizabeth had never been this angry in her life. She surprisingly wasn't sad that she had lost her live-in boyfriend of two years. She was sad she had wasted two years on someone as low as this.
She sat down next to the phone, Mark had left his list of publicity numbers she ran down the list. "Hello is this People Magazine? Yes? This is Elizabeth McGuire, Mark Diaz's girlfriend, and I have and offer."