Twenty Eight

UNKNOWN POV

The first time I saw Amanda was about seven years ago, she was still so young. Her face lit up whenever she talked about anything. She had that beautiful innocent face; you know the dimples and all with minimal make up on. She was in her internship in the same company that I had been working for by then. I did not have the courage to talk to her because she was so confident, and she looked like she could not even go for a guy like me. By the time I had mastered the courage to ask her out, Tristan had already asked her out. I blamed him for that because he knew I liked her from the start, but he liked her too.

For years I saw them happy, and it was painful for me to watch her happy with someone else. I always pretended to be happy for them but deep down I was heartbroken. In the next few years of their lives, I saw them happy, and they were so cheesy for my taste. Tristan knew all of this, but he still treated her badly, he still cheated and was so abusive to her after sh