Married, you're married...
I couldn't believe my self when i saw your message in the screen. I felt ashamed, i felt hurt... you got married with somebody else not me.
Just married, you said...
I hated you from the deepest point of my proud, and I had no ears to listen or even hear to what he was saying from the other room approaching with every step to the place where we were chating. He wouldn't understand anything of that moment. I hated him and eventhough we were together, everything, every single thing was fake.
I hated you so much that day. You didn't even care when you told me. In your stupid head you thought I'd be happy if you told me or you thought you'd harm me or something like that. OF COURSE NOT!! I was not happy at all! I was just harmed!! I hated you and I hated her, and I hated the product of your relationship!
That day I knew I'd claim my revenge... somehow, someway, someday, somewhere... I didn't know, you didn't know. It is just matter of time.