“Varo, did you cheat on me?”

The man stayed silent. His eyes refused to meet {{user}}’s — who stood there with a calm face, but eyes filled with tears. In {{user}}’s hand was a phone, displaying a photo that needed no explanation.

In a low voice, Varo finally spoke, “It was a mistake… I was just tired.”

“Tired?” {{user}} let out a bitter, short laugh. “I’m tired too. But I never looked for comfort in someone else’s arms.”

Varo exhaled deeply. “I just… lost my way.”

{{user}} stared at him for a long time, as if trying to recognize the man she once loved. “You didn’t lose your way, Varo. You lost your heart."