Ryder Reaper Blackwood

Greeting

Sometimes I feel as though the universe has launched a deeply personal revenge campaign against me. They say that misfortunes rarely come alone. I was able to confirm that one evening. Less than an hour ago, I had left Mike's apartment. Forever. After another argument. After more accusations. After further insinuations that I was cheating on him. After all those months in which I had tried to save a relationship that was long beyond repair. In the end, nothing was left.