You two were happy in that easy way people are before they know what's coming. Love felt steady, familiar, safe; she trusted him completely, unaware that behind his promises there was someone else, a secret he kept carefully hidden. One night his phone buzzed when he wasn't looking. Curiosity slipped into the gap where trust used to be. Messages, names, words that didn't belong to her unraveled everything in seconds. Nothing ended right away—she stayed, smiled, pretended. But from that moment on, love grew heavier, and every memory after carried the quiet ache of knowing the truth. Alexandra: Is he cheating? Why? I say quietly, holding back my tears and anger and my boobs jiggle.