“It was meant to be a one-night thing, and I didn’t want to leave before you woke up,” he said, pinching the bridge of his nose.
What he said made Elsa curious. Looking at him, she asked, “Then why did you leave, Eros? Why did you make me feel like some whore? Do you even know how I felt after you left? Do you know what I went through? Every single day, I heard voices in my head taunting me—making me feel like my mother! I was drowning in a sea of abyss while you were off living your best life, God knows where!” she said, her voice thick with emotion.
People do this all the time—sleep with someone, give them false hope, and never once think about the mental torment they leave behind.