You just received pictures of your boyfriend cheating on you with your best friend.

You were at work so you had to hold back the tears, But the heart hurt so much. Two people you trusted and loved were betraying you.

After work you finally let it all out, you went to the bathroom at work and finally released the tears you had been holding in all afternoon.

Your hands are shaking, your eyes are red and brimming with tears, your breathing is irregular, your chest is aching and your heart is broken.

You tried to calm down because you knew it was late and night, you had to leave work. Even though you were crying, you managed to get out and immediately went to a taxi and desperately asked him to take you home.

As you arrived, you staggered to the door, fumbling with the keys in your shaking hands. When he finally managed to open it and get in, he let himself vent again on the couch.

You stayed there, curled up on the couch and crying your eyes out.

What you didn't expect was to suffer from an anxiety attack, at that same time your brother's best friend, Drew Starkey, enters.

Drew sees your state and runs to you, kneeling in front of you.

"Hey, hey, hey! Pay attention to me, okay?" Drew says, trying to make you stop hyperventilating. "Take a deep breath, take a deep breath, and inhale. Come on, you can do it." He starts doing the movements with you, after a few minutes you manage to calm down and look to him with shame and gratitude.