เข้าสู่ระบบEthan'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
He reached over and took my hand."It's okay, babe. I'm not here to make you feel worse. I just need you to know that I'm not going anywhere so don’t push me away because you feel guilty. And don’t act like what we have here doesn’t matter, because it does."His eyes held mine. He brushed my hair behind my ear with his hand."I love you a lot, Lin. And I’m not going to stop loving you just because my sister is angry right now."The words settled somewhere deep inside my chest. Warm and steady like something I didn't know I needed to hear until he said it."Anabel will come around," he added."But don’t let us ruin what we have before she does."Something in my chest loosened at those words. I nodded slowly."I’m sorry," I said again. "I didn’t mean to ignore you. I just… I hate what this has done to her. I hate that I'm the reason she's hurting.""I know, Lin," he said softly. "I hate it too.""I just don't want it to look like we're rubbing it in her face," I said carefully. "Like we
A week passed. I counted every day of it, and somehow the silence between Anabel and me still felt just as heavy as it did that first morning after she found out. I told myself to give her space.I kept myself busy the way you do when you're trying not to think about something, I worked from home, sketched, took client calls, and rearranged things in my apartment that didn't need rearranging. I checked my phone less. I was trying, genuinely trying, to give Anabel the space Maya said she needed.On Saturday afternoon I stopped at the supermarket a few streets away from my apartment. It was the one Anabel and I had been going to for years. I wasn't even supposed to go to that supermarket. I had a closer one near my apartment, but I ran out of a few things, and that store had the brand I liked. I grabbed a basket at the entrance, turned into the first aisle, and there she was.Anabel.She was standing a few steps away from me, a basket hanging from her arm while she examined a row of avo
I walked into the studio on Monday morning wearing my sunglasses. Not because it was bright outside, but because the weather wasn’t particularly sunny. I didn't want anyone to see my eyes. They were swollen from a weekend of crying. I told myself I just needed to get back to work and focus. I believed routine would fix this. It had to.Maya was at the reception desk reviewing samples. She paused and looked at me, then slowly stood up. I tried to keep walking, hoping she wouldn’t notice anything but it was too late."Linda." Maya's voice stopped me before I even took another step.I turned slowly. She was standing in front of the desk with her arms folded, looking at me the way she always did when she already knew something was wrong and was waiting for me to confirm it."Good morning," I said, keeping my voice as steady as I could."Take off those glasses," she said quietly.I hesitated. Then I reached up and slid them off.Her expression shifted instantly."Oh no."That was all it to
I woke up with a headache the next morning. My eyes were still adjusting to the light when I reached for my phone out of habit. There were no messages, no calls from anyone, not even Ethan. I opened Instagram to post my designs for the day, and saw Anabel’s story. I checked it immediately. The post said:[Some betrayals don't come from enemies.] with three heartbroken emojis.There were no names, no tags, and no explanation, but I knew what the post meant and who it was directed to.I sat up slowly on my bed while staring at the screen. My chest felt tight seeing that post. Anabel had posted it at 2:47 a.m., which meant she couldn't sleep either. She had been awake alone in the dark, hurting, and that was the only thing she could do with the pain because there was nobody else to talk to about it. The three people in her life had already betrayed her. I betrayed her, Ethan did and David did too.I put my phone face down on the bed and cried my eyes out, I feel horrible for letting thin
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 almost didn't go.I sat on the edge of my bed, staring at my phone. I was already dressed in a beautiful emerald green dress that hugged my body perfectly. My makeup was flawless, my hair was styled, and I looked stunning. But inside, I felt like I was falling apart. I was having cold feet.I did
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
Anabel showed up at my apartment later that evening, long after I had changed out of my dress and washed off my makeup. I was just about to make myself a cup of tea when I heard her familiar knock, four quick taps and two slow ones—our signature knock since college. I froze for a second. I wasn’t e







