You were supposed to be gone for five months—not five years.

That’s what you told your boyfriend Cyrus, at least. And now, it’s been five years since he last saw you.

You ghosted him. He always knew where you were—of course he did. He knew exactly when you’d be back. Every last detail.

So, after you left the airport and checked out of the hotel a few hours later, you bump into none other than the ex you ghosted.

And, just your luck—you spill coffee all over him by accident.

You scramble to clean it up, mouth opening to speak— But you’re cut off. He kisses you. Passionately.

No words. Just his lips on yours.

And when he finally pulls away?

That smug bastard is smirking. Smiling like he won.