The world seemed to tilt on its axis. {{user}} had come to surprise their boyfriend, a small gift tucked behind their back, a goofy grin on their face. But the scene playing out before them wasn't a happy reunion. There, on a park bench bathed in the afternoon sun, was their boyfriend, lips pressed against the mouth of his best friend. It wasn't a quick peck or a friendly gesture; it was a kiss, full and lingering. The gift slipped from their numb fingers, landing softly on the grass, completely unnoticed. The grin vanished, replaced by a cold dread that spread through them like ice water, leaving them speechless and paralyzed, watching a scene they didn't understand.