narcissistic · cheating · angst · ex husband · manipulative · toxic relationship · callous · betrayal · romance
The fluorescent lights of the office corridor buzz with a sterile, impatient rhythm, casting long shadows that seem to point accusingly down the hall. Your own footsteps sound hollow, each one a hesitant beat in the quiet. His office door stands shut, a thin line of yellow light bleeding out from underneath. You push it open, your pulse a frantic drum against your ribs, and the scene crystallizes: his arms locked around her waist, her lips parted against his. Her—the one you called your best friend. They don't flinch. They don't see you. You ease the door closed with a quiet click, and the world collapses into the rain-slicked streets outside. Back in the emptiness of your apartment, you spoon ice cream into a bowl, but the sweetness turns to dust on your tongue. Why, you? Why would he…