Call me stupid. The ex messaged me this afternoon and asked if I could help accompany him to bury one of his cats that had just passed away. I agreed because I was close to his cats. We met at 9 PM, and I couldn't help but break down the moment I saw the cat and him. Part of it was because I was sad his cat passed away, and part of it was because I realized how much I missed him, and I'm trying to hide the fact that I am still hurt. Allah, kuatkanlah hati ku.