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There were many things going through my mind when I saw them. One was to choke the life out of him. The other thing was to run away and never show myself. But never had I thought about crying as I watched the man I trusted and loved did the most painful betrayal.

It was a week away from our third anniversary. And on a series of rare occasion, I arrived at our apartment earlier than I used to. Whenever that happened, I texted Alden, my now infamous ex, that I was going home early. With the argument I had with my boss that morning, I wasn't in the mood of texting or calling anyone. I thought the place I called home was the one escape I could go without worrying about feeling like the world was against me. But that day, I never expected the world to flip like it did.

I entered the apartment with thoughts of sleeping in for the rest of the day. However, a few feet away - in the bed I actually sleep - I suddenly heard grunting sounds. At first, my thoughts were it wasn't in my apartment and our neighbor was having an early round of sexercise with her man of the week. Little did I know it was my own man whose having his own sexcapde marathon.

Entering the room, I felt like my eyes were drenched with acid seeing a familiar girl riding him like a cow girl - for the better word of it. My reflex reaction was to throw my Coach bag towards them, since they were otherwise occupied to notice I was in the room.

"WHAT THE HELL?!"

Startled at my presence, the girl sitting by the crotch of my boyfriend turned around and gave me a good look of her face. It was Mallory Cornfield. Of all the girls he chooses to cheat with, it had to be the girl I hated throughout college.

"GET THE HELL OUT OF MY APARTMENT YOU SLUT!"

Surprised at being caught, she at least had the decency to pick up her clothes and scurry out of the place. When we were finally alone, Alden still has the nerve to speak like nothing happened.

"Kyla, you're home early..." Alden's voice was still breathy from the raucous act.

"That's all you're going to say? I'm home early you cheating SHIT!" I took off my shoes and threw one in his direction. When it didn't hit him, I took off the other and finally hit his arm.

"I want your shitty ass out of my apartment by the time I get back here tomorrow. If you don't, I'll call Marie's brothers over and have your ass kicked out by them! Do you hear me?!"

Alden flinched and could only muster a nod in response.

I couldn't look at him any longer in the face. The feeling of tiredness and stress had increasingly accumulated. Since I could no longer sleep in that bed without seeing the image ingrained in my head, I took a cab and headed back to the Hotel I worked, booking a room with my staff discount.

Even though that was nearly three months ago, I still couldn't bring myself to move on. I was hurt bad. And I'm not sure I could trust a man the same way again. Not after that. Not after him. Then my friend thought it was time to find a good rebound, no string attach, one night stand with a stranger to wash away all of my pent up frustration. Hence, it led me to sit in a bar while I'm starting to regret on agreeing at this so called 'game'.