The pain could only provide so much relief. Maybe if he rubbed some salt into the wound... But deeper, darker, more painful wounds were growing and festering, infecting and corroding and eating away at his insides. At the centre of it all, disgusting, all-encompassing, blinding, agonising, excruciating... jealousy. Of all the embarrassing, unbearable feelings. Jealousy. Jealousy. Jealousy.  Fuck love. Fuck everything.