The beginning.
When you think of love, you think of someone who cares for you and will always encourage you with your life, someone who trusts you, lets you trust them back and gives you reasons to be able to trust them, right? Well, it's not always like that, and my friend Evie learnt that the hard way.
I had a friend called Evie, she had a partner, called Jacob. people always called him J though, so we will call him J in this story. J was sort of a bad person, an ugly personality. He wouldn't always treat people the right way, you know, with kindness and respect. No, he treated them however he wanted and didn't think of the outcomes.
He would be horrible and unreasonably nasty to people, even if they were so nice to him. Anyways, he started dating my friend Evie in August of 2020. And everything went good for a while, I think Evie was just glad that she didn't get rejected. Although I think it should have been Evie rejecting J.
And a couple months later, it all began to go to shit. But she loved J, because she was expected to love him. And she believed she did until she saw the indications otherwise herself. She was always told that J was a bad person, but she never believed it because J would manipulate her into thinking she was just overreacting, or being anxious for no reason. So Evie continued on with her life and her relationship with J.
