"I don't care who she is," Madisyn whispered, her voice deadly calm, though her insides twisted with a storm of emotions. "I hope one day, you wake up and realize how pathetic, how utterly worthless you are."
She remembered about earlier, about how miserable she was. And she felt pathetic, she even missed him.
Earlier the weight of her sadness pressed down on her, making it almost impossible to get out of the car.
She was struggling to keep tears locked just at the memory of the dedication she had put in picking decorations and planning romantic details to the room.
Whereas there he was, not even thinking of her for a second.
The image of them together carved fresh wounds into her already fragile heart, while Joey had likely not even spared her a single thought. He had been too busy betraying her, too preoccupied with getting into bed with someone else.
