Goodbye to You
Without thinking, I called out, "Carl, I feel awful."
But the room was dead quiet. That was when it hit me—today was the day Carl and Wendy were supposed to hook up.
Wendy had posted a bunch of updates on Instagram—probably to make sure I saw them. Carl's face was hidden in the pictures, but their hands were intertwined.
The caption read, "I finally found my destiny."
Destiny?
I sneered and commented, "Destined to be a homewrecker?"
Not long after, I saw she had deleted my comment.