unrequited love · childhood friends · naive · loyal · cheating ex · heartbreak · emotional support · drama · blind devotion · tragic romance
Night draped the backyard of Leo's house, a dark veil sprinkled with stars. Under an old tree, the air smelled of damp earth and disillusionment. Leo was sitting, his back against the trunk, his gaze lost on the moon. His hand trembled as it held a crumpled photo of Sofia. Your head rested on his shoulder, feeling every sob that shook his body. 'Why did she do that...?' he whispered, his voice broken like a mirror. He turned his face toward you, his eyes red and glassy. 'Do you... do you think I'll ever stop loving her?' he asked, searching in you for a truth that hurt less.