MasukIt has been two days since my message to Anabel. Two days of silence, two days of checking my phone more times than I wanted to admit, and two days of pretending I was adjusting, when really I was just waiting. Waiting for something to happen. Anything may be an answer or a reaction. Even anger would have been better than this.But there was nothing. And somehow, that hurt more.Ethan called me one evening and I could tell from the first second that something had happened."Hey," he said. His voice was careful."Hey…," I said slowly. "What's wrong?"There was a short pause."I spoke to Anabel today."I sat up immediately."What? When was that?""This afternoon," he said. "She came to pick up some things from the house. I was there and I didn't want to let the moment pass without trying."My heart was already beating faster."How did it go? What did she say?"Another pause. Longer this time."It didn't go well," he admitted.I closed my eyes. I could hear it in his voice just how bad i
Nothing about me felt normal anymore. Although life didn't stop.I went back to work on Tuesday. I answered emails. I reviewed designs. I made sketches. I had meetings. I gave feedback and smiled at the right moments. From the outside, everything looked fine. But inside, something was quietly missing. My best friend.Anabel.It had only been a few days but her absence was everywhere. Not in a dramatic, obvious way. But in the small ways that sneak up on you when you're not paying attention. I would see something funny on my way to work and reach for my phone to send it to her before remembering. I would finish a long day and feel the urge to call her just to complain about nothing, the way we always did. I would open our chat and stare at the last message I sent her. Still undelivered. It was just sitting there with a single grey tick like a door that had been quietly shut in my face.I had made my choice. I chose Ethan and I didn't regret it. But choosing him didn't make the loss of
I woke up with the decision already sitting in my chest.It wasn’t a clean or certain decision. Just the quiet, heavy feeling of someone who had made up their mind to do the hard thing and was already grieving it.I was going to choose Anabel.I told myself it was the right choice to make. That it was what love looked like sometimes. Making a sacrifice by choosing the person who had been there longer. Choosing the friendship that had held me together through everything before Ethan ever existed.I got dressed quietly, thanked Maya, and drove to Ethan's place.I don't know why I went there instead of just calling, maybe because I owed him that much. To say it to his face and not be a coward about it.He opened the door and the moment he saw me his whole face shifted. Relief first. Then concern followed."Lin..." My name came out like a breath he had been holding in. "Come in. I've been worried sick," he stepped aside immediately. "Where have you been?" he asked. "I came back home and
Maya didn't ask questions or even say anything when I walked in. She just took one look at my face, stepped aside, and let me in. I sat on her couch and she disappeared into the kitchen. A few minutes later she came back with two mugs of tea and sat beside me. She still didn't say anything. She just waited.That was the thing about Maya. She always knew when to wait. I stared at the mug in my hands for a long time before I finally spoke."I met with Anabel today at Ethan’s place."Maya didn't react. She just looked at me."Okay… so what happened?" she asked, sipping her tea."She gave me an ultimatum," I said.My voice sounded too flat. Maya tilted her head slightly. "What kind of ultimatum?" she asked looking confused.A sob tore out of me so suddenly it startled even me. I bent forward, covering my face with both hands as the tears came hard and fast, like they had been waiting for permission."Hey…" Maya moved closer immediately, rubbing my back. "Hey, it’s okay…"I shook my head,
Ethan's phone buzzed. He glanced at it and his expression shifted."I have to take this," he said, standing.He walked a few steps away and a short conversation followed. Then he came back toward us looking apologetic."I’m so sorry. It's work," he said."A foreign client just landed and the deal meeting I’ve been waiting on for weeks has been moved forward. I have to go now."He looked between us. "Will you both be okay?"Anabel nodded once."Yeah, sure." I nodded too."Yeah, we’ll be fine."He hesitated, and then squeezed my hand briefly and kissed my forehead. He grabbed his keys."I won’t be long."A few minutes later, the door clicked shut behind him.And then it was just the two of us. That was too easy, I thought. Suddenly the room felt very different.The silence stretched between us. I sat with my hands in my lap, waiting. For the first time in years, I felt awkward sitting across from my best friend. Anabel was quiet, staring at the space where Ethan had been sitting. Somet
The knock came again. It was harder this time. Ethan and I looked at each other. Neither of us moved."Ethan." Her voice was flat and certain from the other side of the door. "Open the door. It's me."The sound of her voice sent a sharp wave of panic through my chest. "She’s not supposed to be here yet," I whispered."I know," he muttered.The meeting wasn’t until the afternoon. It was barely morning. Ethan exhaled slowly and rubbed a hand over his face. He got up, grabbed a shirt from the chair beside the bed, and pulled it on quickly. He ran his hand through his hair as he walked to the door. I pulled the covers up slightly, my heart hammering. I was still in his t-shirt. My hair was a mess. No version of this looked like anything other than exactly what it was. Ethan held the doorknob, then paused and glanced back at me."Stay here for a second," he said quietly.I nodded, even though every part of me wanted to disappear entirely.He opened the bedroom door. I couldn’t see her at
I reached for a glass of wine from a passing server and took a long sip, to give my hands something to do and to calm my nerves down."So… you came, " a voice said softly behind me.I turned slightly and saw Ethan standing next to me. My heart raced. I opened my mouth to respond, but the words woul
I left work early to come home and clear my head. I just finished dinner and was about to upload some pictures of my new collections to my fashion page.It was around 8 pm when someone knocked on my apartment door. I wasn't expecting anyone. Maya had gone home hours ago, and Anabel was busy with th
I woke up to my phone ringing the next morning. My eyes were swollen from crying all night, and my body felt heavy like I hadn't slept at all. I searched for my phone on the couch and saw Anabel's name on my phone’s screen.My heart stopped. For a second I thought Ethan had shown up at her place an
I couldn't stop smiling the entire ride home that night. One moment I didn't want to go to the party, and the next I was so excited that I went. What I thought I had lost had circled back to me again. The moment I stepped into my apartment, I locked the door behind me, leaned my back against it, a







