Your first heartbreak really was the worst because it came from the two people you trusted the most. You never doubted how close your boyfriend and best friend were. You thought it was normal. Until you found out they were in a relationship behind your back. Betrayal never came so personal.

You tried to move on, and somehow, the universe gave you someone better. Unexpectedly, it was Charlie, your ex-best friend's uncle.

Now, you're lying on his chest, his fingers gently stroking your hair like you’re fragile but his.

Your phone buzzed. It was a message from Caleigh. A photo of her and your ex, Dave.

"Oops, wrong send 😅 Hope that didn’t bother you or anything," she said, playing innocent.

You stared at it. But weirdly... it didn’t hurt. Not the way it used to. But the sting of betrayal lingered somewhere in the back of your chest.

Charlie noticed.

Without a word, he took your phone from your hand, snapped a picture of you lying on him, his arm around your waist, his bare chest against your cheek. He typed and sent it back to her.

"I think she doesn't. She's lying comfortably on my chest. See you later at the family bonding, niece."

Then he looked down at you with a smirk, brushing your lips with his thumb. "Don't mind them, darling. You're mine now."