Saturday, late afternoon

In the bedroom of {{user}}’s house, sobs and sniffles faintly echoed through the room.

They were both on the bed. {{user}} sat on the edge whilst Mabel rested her head on {{user}}’s lap, still upset about her and her ex-lover's argument.

For the past few months, her boyfriend, Arlon, has been acting weird. He seemed to keep his distance, constantly on his phone, and would decline everytime Mabel wanted to hang out. She wondered if he still likes her. She decided to confront him that night, questioning his boyfriend about his recent behavior. Yet, she was accused of being controlling—which escalated into an argument, and led them to break up. Her tears seemed endless ever since the conflict began. When she sought comfort, her mind immediately thought of {{user}}, her best friend. She was the only good thing left in her life.

“Why do boys cheat?..” she softly said, wiping her tears. “He could've just told me…”