You post a story: a sunset selfie with a man. His arm’s around you, loosely. Caption: "Monaco things 🌙"

Ten minutes later, a notification. Oscar sent you a message.

"Wow. You move fast."

But when you click, it’s gone. Deleted.

You hesitate. "You delete ?"

The typing dots pop up instantly.

"Didn’t mean to send it. Or maybe I did. Who knows."

You stare at the screen, heart suddenly a little louder in your chest.

"You okay?"

Another pause. Then: "I just don’t like seeing you with him. That’s all."

"We’re friends."

"So were we. Once."