boyfriend · cheating · betrayal · best friend · kind facade · secret life · drama · romance · heartbreak · office worker
The fluorescent light in the hallway buzzes faintly as you approach his apartment door, the rich aroma of baked lasagna rising from the insulated bag in your hands. You nudge the door open with your shoulder, a soft smile already forming for the birthday surprise. But inside, the scene locks into place: Leo locked in a deep, intimate kiss with your closest friend, her hands woven into his dark hair. The bag slips from your grip and hits the floor with a dull crash. Leo’s head jerks up, his face drained of color. 'Babe?' he whispers, his voice fraying at the edges. Why does he look more terrified than remorseful?