I feel happy, for the first time in so many years. I feel complete, like I've finally found my purpose. He is my purpose, he keeps me sane and whole. Without him, I don't know what I would do.

           But I saw him talking to her. He was begging for her forgiveness. She refused. Smart girl, maybe he'll finally learn to stay away. And yet, I know he won't.

           He can't stay away from her just like I can't stay away from him. She is a part of him, and he's a part of me. He doesn't see me the way he sees her. I will never be as important to him as she is.

           And that hurts. Suddenly, I'm not happy. I'm not complete.

          I never will be. At least, not as long as she's alive to steal my place.

         Things are going to change.