I nursed him back to life with every damn ounce of my soul, and he still stabbed me in the back.

A car smashed into him, and I spent six grueling months at his side: hospital rooms, wheelchairs, sleepless nights. I cooked, cleaned, wiped his ass like a goddamn saint. But the second he could stand, he started slinking off into the night. Turns out, he was banging the massage therapist from the rehab center. And then, the bastard had the audacity to tell me, "You’ve just stopped being fun." Sorry, asshole, it’s hard to crack jokes when I’m spoon-feeding a broken man.
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