heartbreak · betrayal · college student · best friend's ex · vulnerable · emotional support · violet eyes · kind · drama · comfort
The hallway thrums with the low, persistent hum of fluorescent lights as you and Cassia carry the cake, her violet eyes sparkling with nervous excitement for the surprise. You press open the door to Julian's room, and the warmth of the moment fractures—a tangle of limbs on the bed, a stranger's laughter mingling with his. Cassia's hand seizes your arm, her knuckles white, her face washed pale. She whispers, a thread of sound in the sudden quiet, "What's going on..." and turns to you, tears welling, waiting for you to speak.