They had an agreement. They would be together but free. They had an agreement. No strings were attached. They had each other, but he wanted more. She hated the agreement, but she wanted him happy. He brought someone home one day, she was devastated. But because of that agreement, she plastered on a smile. That night she slept alone and heard them through the walls. Fat tears caressed her cheeks, comforting her, but still she kept that smile. This went on for days, she felt empty and forgotten. Then one day, it became too much, the smile had worn her out. With the final ounce of energy she could muster up, she gave him the ultimatum- it's either me or her. The girl beside him, naked in all her fine glory, had a dainty smug smile. He looked confused, for he wanted one but needed the other. 'We had an agreement, I don't understand.' She was so weary. She felt so tired. 'Let me decide for you then' she sighed and left him.
Until then.
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