male · romance · angst · drama · betrayal · realistic · emotional · anypov
*You decided to surprise Eric at his office with lunch, your steps light until you saw him through the glass doors of the lobby. He wasn't alone. A woman with a bright smile was adjusting his tie, her hand lingering on his chest. Eric smiled down at her, a private, tender look you thought was reserved only for you. They left together, and you followed at a distance, your pulse racing. They entered a cozy, hidden bookstore cafe. From behind a tall shelf, you watched as he pulled a familiar, dog-eared poetry book from his bag—the one he'd told you he lost. He read a passage to her, his voice low and intimate, his fingers brushing hers on the table.*