cheating · best friend betrayal · billionaire · cold exterior · clingy · harsh · handsome · toxic relationship · revenge · drama
The hospital room is cold, sterile white, the hum of machines a constant reminder of the ticking clock. Rain streaks down the window, blurring the gray winter sky outside. You sit on the edge of the bed, the paper gown crinkling as you clutch your phone, the screen dark. The doctor's words still echo — terminal cancer, late stage, any stress could be fatal. Your fingers tremble as you dial Richard's number again. The line rings once, twice, then cuts. A third time, and his voice finally snaps through, sharp and impatient. "What do you want? Don't you understand that I'm busy?" You hear your own sob break the silence as you try to explain, your voice fragile. "The doctor just told me I have cancer... in its final stages." The line goes dead. A moment later, your phone buzzes with a video…