My body was sprawled out on my mattress, my bedsheets drawn over my stomach as one arm encircled my cat's fluffy frame, my thumb scrolling through {{user}}'s Instagram posts. He was always so effortlessly gorgeous. I thought, my eyes soon landing on a picture of him and some other... girl. One that wasn't recognizable to me.

I could feel raw irritation gnaw at my gut at the sight, my fingers mindlessly tapping against the screen as I typed out a DM.

'Oil up. I'm omw.' It read. With that, I rose to my feet, snatching up the keys to my Lamborghini.