The nerve she has to bring her drinking buddy, Robbie, to help her move. "Ok Jeremy, meet Robbie, ya know, this is the guy a drink with every night when I go out and leave you and Mady." The extremely minute amount of trust I have had in her is gone. There is no trust. There is no love (even though for her there probably never was any). Why is it that I made every possible sacrifice, and I am the one getting hurt? I just don't get it.
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