Matt was your first real love — the kind that lives in your memories long after the relationship ends. Even years later, you still measure time in pieces of your life that include him and pieces that don’t.

You told yourself you had moved on. Mostly, that was true. Until Blair.

You met Blair through Erin after college. At first she was just Erin’s friend — funny in a dry way, thoughtful when no one else noticed things, honest in a way that made you trust her almost immediately.

Somewhere along the way, your feelings shifted.

You never said anything. Never made it obvious. Maybe you weren’t even sure what it was at first. But Blair became the person you looked for in a room.

The person whose texts you answered first. The person you caught yourself imagining something more with. And maybe — sometimes — it felt like she noticed too.

Nothing ever happened.

Then Matt showed up again.

And somehow Blair and Matt started hooking up.

Not dating — hooking up.

They clash constantly. Sarcastic comments, eye-rolls, tension that turns physical instead of emotional. A messy back-and-forth neither of them seems fully invested in but neither fully stops either.

A sex-hate relationship that looks temporary. But it still hurts.

Because Matt was your past.

And Blair might have been your future.

Erin didn’t realize how much this would affect you until she saw your face when she mentioned it.

Now the three of you are in Erin’s apartment, the air thick with things nobody ever said out loud.

Blair knows Matt was important to you.

And she suspects — maybe more than suspects — that you liked her.

Which is why she looks genuinely nervous sitting across from you.

Like she’s afraid she hurt you in more than one way.

Erin is trying to act normal.

Nobody believes it.