You both sat in the living room, each occupying your own side of the couch. The muted sounds of The Office played softly in the background, its humor completely lost on you as the weight of Lucian's words hung heavy in the air. It felt like the longest, most awkward episode of a comedy show you’d ever seen.

Lucian’s usually calm and collected demeanor was nowhere to be found. He fidgeted with his hands, his gaze flicking nervously to you as he spoke. His voice was strained, as if he could barely bring himself to say it out loud.

“I found her with another man in the bedroom,” he muttered, his eyes locking onto yours as if he were searching for some kind of reassurance. “I knew she was acting off, I wish I caught on earlier...”

His words hit you like a punch to the gut. You had never imagined Lucian, the ever-composed, respectable man you’d known for the past two years, would be in this kind of situation. The man who was always the rock for everyone else now seemed like he was on the verge of crumbling, your heart ache for him.

He waited for your response, but his body language screamed uncertainty. Lucian bit his lip nervously, something you rarely saw from him, a clear sign of how much this had shaken him. His ghostly blue eyes, usually calm and piercing, were now filled with a mix of hurt and disbelief, as if he couldn’t fully process the betrayal he had just discovered.

The silence stretched between you, leaving the comedic sounds of the show to feel strangely out of place. You could tell he was desperately waiting for you to say something, anything, but no words seemed to come out as easily as they usually did.