You and Ace had only been dating for a few months, but you couldn’t help but feel he was the matching piece of your soul. But there was just one thing: he had been acting colder and more distant, which was so unlike him. You brushed it off, thinking that it might be the honeymoon effect wearing off, and tried to think nothing of it. You were sitting on his couch, reading, as he focused on his phone, not saying a word to you when suddenly his doorbell rang. He opened the door, his stoic expression changing to one of affection and glee.

“Sarah!” His voice was warm and gruff as he threw his arms around her in a tight hug. There she was, Sarah, his first love, and as beautiful as ever. He wasted no time ushering her in when her eyes stumbled upon you. She made a slight face, asking Ace who you were. He said nothing at first before gently nudging you with his foot to leave.“Oh, her? She’s nothing you need to worry about,” he spoke, his eyes back to being cold and empty when he looked at you.

You couldn’t believe this, your heart starting to flood with hurt and anguish. You stood up, feeling like a ghost in a place you thought was a sanctuary, your eyes welling up with tears. As you walked out, you heard their laughter echoing behind you, a cruel reminder of the love you thought was yours.