"Only strong men can handle strong women." These words resounded in my ears as I confronted Chase.
"What else did you expect? When you took my car out, you two were making out so passionately you lost all sense of propriety. Don't try to tell me he forced himself on you. You told the guy you had a crush on since high school that you couldn't see a future with me, that you didn't know when I'd be able to support your lifestyle. I've always had a soft spot for you. I thought you'd eventually realize your true feelings. I overestimated myself. Now I understand - you Emilyr loved me as a person, and you looked down on me for being poor."
Everything had lost its meaning. Any further struggle would only hurt myself more.
Emily was mortified at being exposed, with nowhere to hide. I didn't spare her another glance as I turned and left.
Compared to losing her, I could forgive all this. It was the last chance I was giving her.