The Third Wheel

On just one phone call made by her, Collin stood on her door. "I guess I was needed again," said Collin, slowly marching towards her.

Till now, she had been sitting helplessly staring in the empty space and dwelling in her daze. But when his soothing voice entered her ears, pulling her out of tension, she missed a heartbeat and sighed heavily. "You don't even look surprised now," said Ursula with wavering eyes.

He had already assumed what could have happened with her, because it was not at all the first time. "Did you guys argue again? Or shall I ask if it has reached to the point of violence?" he asked.

She turned her head in opposite direction, serving silence as her answer. Collin tried to read her ambiguous expressions. "Sometimes, it feels like three of us are married. You both quarrel and then call me to listen to both of you." She looked towards him, narrowing her watery eyes. "It's also about you," said Ursula. "I thought you were different; that at least you are on my side.