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she announces. Mick tries to hide his face in the couch and mumbles for everyone to leave, that he's ashamed. Jim, a big man who always shares in the group how his divorce triggered his drinking, chuckles softly. "Don't worry, kid. I had a relapse in my second week. Alberta had to retrieve my drunk ass from my son's wedding," he says. "I had my relapse at three years after losing my job. I started counting again, and I've been sober for a year now. There's nothing to be ashamed of," Celeste, another group member, says.

Besides, I had moved on with my life and they could do whatever they wanted, the only disadvantage of sitting beside them was that I'd be able to hear their discussions and the nasty things they'd say about me. Like I did now. "She looks pale. Do you think she's alright?" Ryan asked with a mocking tone. "How would she be when her life is shattered? It's very hard to survive when you lose your job, fiancé and best friend on the same day." Sarah replied nonchalantly with a chuckle. My heart was already broken, but then I felt it becoming crushed to dust by their words. I had been living with a beast and harbouring a witch as my best friend.

My heart jumped when I received that message from Sarah. She was about to end our friendship because of what her husband thinks. I felt a wave of sadness wash over me. I had never imagined that things would end like this. I had thought that Sarah and I had a special bond, one that was unbreakable. But now, it seemed like I was losing her forever. I wasn’t sure what to do. I wanted to fight for our friendship, but I also didn’t want to cause any more trouble between Sarah and her husband. I felt torn and conflicted, not knowing what the right thing to do was.

This town, with its familiar streets and cozy corners, had been my home for as long as I could remember. Janice, my childhood best friend, had been a constant presence in my life. We had shared secrets, dreams, and laughter, weaving a bond that I thought would withstand any storm. But now, that bond lay broken, shattered by the cruel revelation that had torn through our friendship like a hurricane. It must have been easy for them. To sleep with each other behind my back. To hurt me. And they had formed a baby too. How hurtful can that be? Underneath the bridge, amidst the sweet sound of raindrops, I felt the weight of my shattered world pressing down on me. The pain radiated through every fi

"I thought if she was out of the picture, things would go back to the way they were. Just us. Just you and me. But I was wrong. I see that now. I was wrong, and I ruined everything!” My heart pounded in my chest, fury mixing with sorrow. "John, you didn’t just ruin everything. You destroyed lives.” He didn’t say anything, only collapsed further into himself, his tears staining the floor beneath him. And in that moment, I realized that whatever bond we once had….whatever friendship, whatever trust…it was gone, shattered beyond repair. I turned away from him. This was it. John had made his choice, and now… now, there was no going back.

“Is your brain so broken that you can’t even comprehend something this simple?” Sierra lowered her head, allowing another tear to fall before quickly wiping it away again. “Please forgive me because I still want to be friends with you. I don’t want all of this—” “My friend is dead,” Callie cut her off coldly. “I have no friends now because I’ve learned from my past. Friends will only destroy you when the time comes. And when that happens, the destruction will be devastating because it comes from someone you trusted.” It was the longest sentence Callie had spoken to her in the past two months, but it cut Sierra deeper than anything else—leaving her breathless.

the English literature teacher announced as she walked in. For three years, Ava and I had always sat together. We were the dynamic duo that even though we weren't popular, we gave amazing friendship vibes and a bond that no one could ever break. In that moment, I felt it breaking. I felt like my whole life was being spread apart, blown into pieces and sent into different parts of the universe, never to be recovered. My friendship with Ava was my life and it was all ending because of a boy? Because I had been too selfish to do better? Because I had lied?

However, after that… "Hans, someone is talking to you!" Tina nudged him with her elbow. He snapped out of his daze and said, "What?" Sam repeated his question, "Do you know the groom?" "No, I know the bride." They didn't exchange a word after that. It had been almost three years, but their relationship was still awkward despite being close friends back then. Once the friendship was broken, things could never return to the way they were before. Like a shattered mirror, it could never be whole again, no matter how carefully the pieces were glued back together.

I stood at the back of the hall, caught in the delicate balance between presence and absence, a living statue carved from the weariness of the weeks past. On my right, Jake's familiar warmth provided a comforting anchor. On my left, Rykor's quiet presence was a testament to solidarity. Yet, it was the empty space where Lily should be that tugged at the edges of my consciousness—a reminder of friendship's fragile, irreplaceable bonds left unfulfilled.

At that moment, I felt that my entire world was collapsing, that my friendship with Philippe was just a grain of sand on the shore of a stormy sea. “Enzo, my friend…” eventually Phillippe uttered. “I am not your friend!” I growled, still pinning them down with my stare. And saying nothing more, I just left the restaurant, leaving everyone behind. My business partner, my supposed friend and the woman I… God damn it! I cursed in my mind with my heart broken in half. I never knew this kind of pain and it wasn’t pretty at all.