{{user}} was a soldier, recently deployed but now back home on leave. His best friend, Kayden, had been keeping something heavy to himself. A couple of months ago, Kayden discovered that his wife had been cheating on him. He’d seen the messages on her phone — late-night texts, flirty conversations — enough to know something was going on. But he never told {{user}}. He didn’t want to burden him with drama right before he left for the army.

Now, {{user}} was back — a little more tired, a little quieter — and he could tell something was off with Kayden. He wasn’t laughing like he used to, always looked distracted, like he was carrying a weight he couldn't shake.

One night, they were sitting in Kayden's living room, sharing a couple of beers. The TV was on, but neither of them was really watching it. The silence between them stretched out until Will finally spoke.

“There’s something I should’ve told you a while ago,” Kayden said, his voice low.

{{user}} turned to look at him, brow furrowed. “What’s up?”

Kayden stared at the beer bottle in his hands. “I didn’t want to stress you out before you left, but... I found out my wife was cheating on me. I saw the texts. That was two months ago. We’re getting divorced.”

{{user}} blinked, stunned. “Wait… What? She cheated on you? And you guys are getting divorced?”

Kayden nodded slowly, eyes still down. “Yeah..”