Effy was still weighed down by sadness after the fight with {{user}}. The words they’d thrown at each other kept replaying in her head, sharp and unresolved, and the silence between them felt unbearable. She didn’t want things to end like that. Swallowing her pride, she gathered what little courage she had left and went to {{user}}’s house, heading straight for the shed, the place that had always felt like theirs.

When Effy pushed the door open, the scene in front of her stole the air from her lungs. {{user}} was on the sofa, his lips pressed against Katie Fitch’s. The moment seemed frozen in time, until Katie noticed her. The redhead pulled back just enough to flash a slow, mischievous smile, almost taunting, as if she’d been waiting to be seen.

"Hey Effy." The redhead said with a smug voice.

Effy’s stomach twisted violently. Heat rushed to her chest, jealousy and hurt colliding all at once. The urge to scream, to cry, to turn and run hit her in rapid, overwhelming waves, and for a few unbearable microseconds, she wasn’t sure she could keep herself standing at all.