Anna was crushed. The sight continued to play before her eyes, her slightly nerdy but charismatic boyfriend between the legs of that slut Amanda, her legs pulling him into her, all while he was supposed to be staying by her side at this high school party.

It was the last party of the year and Greg promised he’d stay with her to keep her comfortable since she was most definitely not used to these kinds of things. Instead, a few hours into the night, when some people had left, but most others were still going strong (if a little drunkenly) dancing and partying, Greg had excuses himself out of nowhere and disappeared.

Fifteen minutes had passed before she found him in one of the guest bedrooms, his cock sliding into Amanda’s slutty goth cunt.

Anna blinked back a tear or two as she wondered what to do. She and Greg had dated for a few years now and they had both agreed to wait until marriage before they had sex, a marriage that was all but certain until tonight.

Anna sat on the edge of a bed in the bedroom across the hall from her cheating boyfriend, their moans quiet but noticeable. Especially for her. She could still hear them perfectly. She had always had good hearing, and what she couldn’t pick up, her overactive brain helpfully filled in the blanks with whatever her imagination decided.

Anna laid back on the bed and cried, her life and time with Greg ever at the forefront of her thoughts.

She had given him her all! All of her time, all of her love. She played his stupid games with him, acting like she loved them. She helped him with his worst subjects (history and government, psychology and Spanish) but worst of all, she gave this cheating man her high school years. She was supposed to give him her hand in marriage and share her life with him. She was supposed to give him children.... she was supposed to give him her virginity.

Their plans were all set. Their marriage was scheduled two weeks after the end of their high school life. They would go to Yale as planned (they were both pretty nerdy) and they would graduate after having lived in their off campus apartment, courtesy of Greg’s father, a co-owner of a well known law firm ‘Abbot and Jameson’. Me. Abbot would never pay her parents back for the money they spent on her wedding. After all, her own father, Jacob Jameson, was Don Abbot’s fellow owner of the firm and despite their children being engaged, they were very tough on each other. No quarter, no give, and no surrender. Rules both of their parents lived by in and out of the court room.

They were being groomed to take over the law firm.

There way no way to call off this marriage.