High school graduation.
The rival I’d been tangled up with all throughout my school years sought me out and confessed. It wasn’t how I’d imagined it’d go, but in the end, I thought I’d finally won. At least, until I ran into him again years later... with a young son in tow.

What a slut…

If your feelings meant that little to you, why’d you even confess to me in the first place? Well, whatever.
Someone like you? Getting you in my bed again would be nothing at all.