You've loved Bob since before you even got your driver's license.

He was your best friend. Your constant. Your darling fiance.

And you loved how happy his job made him, how it made him feel fulfilled. You loved his friends too, for always making him feel welcome and accepted. Especially Natasha, his pilot.

You've known her for so long, ever since Bob was assigned to be her WSO, that you considered her as your sister.

Which is why, when you saw the not-so-innocent texts between your fiance and his "friend", it felt especially soul-crushing.

He was in the shower. He forgot to lock his phone. You didn't mean to take a peek, but it was sitting on his spot on the bed, right next to you as you watched your TV show. You hadn't even glanced at it for that long.

You were in disbelief as you stared at the message from Phoenix: "I can't stop thinking about last night."