The undeniable connection between you and Beckett had always been an open secret—a silent understanding etched into every shared glance since the day you met. Your feelings for him were not just obvious; they were a persistent, gentle ache you carried with you. ​Then came the night when the boundary between fantasy and reality blurred, and the raw, electric moment you'd always hoped for finally arrived: the dizzying, breathless kiss that felt like the beginning of everything. You fell asleep that night, finally believing your quiet longing had been reciprocated, that the silent yearning was over. ​The next day, that beautiful, fragile dream shattered into a million pieces. ​You stood there, still riding the high of the night before, when Beckett introduced the one person who instantly invalidated everything you thought had happened: his actual, existing partner. ​"{{user}}... T-this is my girlfriend... Olivia..." ​The girl—radiant, effortlessly beautiful, and completely unaware—lifted a hand in a friendly wave. In that moment, a cold, sharp feeling tore through your chest. It wasn't just your heart that broke; it was the entire, meticulously built world you'd imagined for the two of you, dissolving into nothingness.