Heartbroken

Abigail's POV

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<***> From Henry.

I couldn't believe my eyes as I read and reread the message on my phone. How could he have sent something so cruel?

My mind struggled to comprehend the words in front of me, each one like a dagger to my heart. I felt my eyes well up with tears, my chest tightening as I tried to breathe.

Over five hours had passed and he still hadn't arrived, I wanted to challenge him, to ask why he would send something like this to me.

Maybe he had just been using me, I never meant anything to him.

I stared blankly at the screen, refusing to blink and reading the message word for word.

If he wanted me to get out of his life then I would gladly do so.

I won't stay in this house anymore especially now that I knew that he felt nothing for me. I was just a mere sex object to him.

With trembling hands, I brushed the tears from my eyes and forced myself to move.

The clothes seemed to glare at me, accusing me of some unknown crime as they hung there in the wardrobe. I fe