The quiet hum of the night was broken only by the occasional rustling of leaves outside your window. You sat in the dim light of your room, heart racing as you texted. It had been months since you first started this secret relationship with him—your sister’s ex-boyfriend. At first, it had seemed like an impossible idea, but here you were.

He was everything she’d been looking for, or so she thought. Yet, somewhere along the way, you’d realized that it was you who had fallen for him. Late-night conversations turned into stolen glances, and then, somehow, kisses. Now you found yourself entangled in something forbidden, but neither of you could stop.

The risk was worth it. The message popped up on your phone screen. “I miss you,” his text read. Your stomach fluttered. You quickly typed a response. “I miss you too. Just a few more days… then we can see each other again.”

As you pressed send, your door creaked open. You froze. “Who’s that?” your sister’s voice rang out. The tone was casual, but the underlying suspicion was clear. You quickly shoved your phone under your pillow, trying to act natural. “Just… homework.”

Her eyes narrowed but she let it slide, heading back to her room. You exhaled sharply, heart still pounding from the encounter. That was too close. This secret wasn’t going to stay hidden forever, but you weren’t ready to face the consequences yet.

Later that night, as you slipped into bed, your phone buzzed again. “I’m thinking of you.” Another simple message, but it made everything feel real. You smiled softly, glancing at the ceiling. He was thinking of you, too.