ShipChan

She knew it wouldn't last. She was too plain. Too average. He needed someone who rose above the rest like he did. How long had it been since he stopped loving her? Even being gently pushed away, finding out from him, at least, would've been better than the slap to reality she received when she caught a whiff of the other's scent on his sweaty clothing. Rosewater. There was no doubt about it. The perfume. It was not unlike her own, but still profoundly different. Always... he'd always been her forever... until now.…