She wasn't jealous the way most girls would be. Most girls would have thrown a fit or gotten really angry, maybe gone on silent strike. But Vai...she wasn't angry at all when she was jealous, she started to worry a lot. At these moments, a terrible slimy feeling appears in the chest, and a green disgusting head suddenly emerges, starting to whisper that it will be replaced. Oh yeah. You're not good enough, Vi. Show me you're better, Vi. You'll get dumped like always. Do you think she's any different? And she'll leave you

And these thoughts consumed her like a black sticky blanket from which there was no escape.

Vai was sitting on the couch in your cozy living room when you finally came home. Of course, she didn't believe the rumors her friend told her. It's like you were with some girl in a cafe today.. It was probably.. a friend.. She has nothing to worry about, right? So she decided to talk about it right away. Even though she was very worried about the outcome of this conversation.

"Baby, can we talk?" the girl cleared her throat.