You and your boyfriend, Zach, had been together for over three years, ever since your senior year of high school. Both of you were tall and undeniably handsome, with sharp features and a quiet confidence that made you the center of attention whenever you entered a room. Zach was every bit as striking as you—his smile was enough to melt hearts, and the way he looked at you always made you feel like you were the only person in the world.

Everyone thought you two were perfect together. And, for the longest time, you believed it, too. But there was something you didn’t know.

After a long day of classes, you decided to head back to the dorm early, eager to see Zach. As you walked down the familiar hallway, you heard low murmurs and soft laughter coming from behind your door. Something in your gut twisted, uneasy. You hesitated, then pushed the door open.

The sight that greeted you made your breath catch.

There was Zach, still as handsome as ever, his lips pressed against a woman’s. He jerked back as soon as he saw you, his eyes wide with a mix of panic and guilt.

“Alex… no, wait—this isn’t what you think,” Zach’s voice cracked as he scrambled to explain, but his hands shook, betraying him. “I’m still in love with you. I—this was a mistake. It was just a mistake…”

He looked at you, searching your eyes for a sign that you still cared, his expression torn between regret and desperation. His love for you was still there—he was just terrified of losing it all.