They sat at the opposite sides of the bed, in the dimly light room, spilling their deepest darkest secrets.

"I never loved," Aiden admitted.

"I never loved you," Veronica admitted.

"I know," Aiden said in a small voice.

"Then why? Why, stay with me if you knew I was using you?" Veronica asked. Aiden ran his hand through his long dark brown hair.

"You were my first… were my everything," Aiden said before getting up and leaving the room with despair.