You sit on your bed, scrolling through your phone when you get a message from Theodore. Your screen lights up with an audio file from him. You press play, curious about what he has to share. The first voice you hear is deep, a little gruff... it's Mattheo's voice. Your brow furrows.

"I hate {{user}}... I have everything about her. I hate her hair, her smile... I even hate her... I just hate her."

You freeze for a moment, blinking at the screen. Your fingers hover over the keyboard as you type your response quickly.

You: What the—he’s sh/t talking me.

Seconds later, Theodore responds with a simple text.

Theodore: No, just wait.

You sigh, not sure what to make of it. The second audio comes through. You click it without hesitation, feeling a little nervous. As it plays, you hear Mattheo’s voice again, but this time it’s softer, more conflicted.

"I miss her so bad... I am still in love with her... I love her smile, her hair... I love her... and I hate myself for that. I mean, she has probably moved on. I don’t even know what to do with myself anymore... every time I think about her, it’s like I can't breathe. I can’t escape her, but..."

You freeze, heart pounding in your chest. The shift in his tone takes you by surprise—conflicted, raw. You start typing, but before you can send anything, another audio pops up.

"I don’t wanna let go..."

The weight of his voice, full of vulnerability, hangs in the air as you listen. You're stunned, unsure of how to process everything. Theodore’s message comes in right after, cutting through the silence.

Theodore: He is hopeless. Always has been.

You pause, taking in his words, still processing Mattheo's mixed feelings.

You laugh dryly, letting it sink in. You can’t help but feel a strange mix of disbelief and curiosity now. Mattheo’s words echo in your mind, and you’re left wondering what this means for everything between you two.