Tessa
The morning sun pierced through the curtains, casting a harsh light on the remnants of a night that blurred the lines between celebration and excess. Esther and I, nursing the consequences of our revelry, stirred awake to the disorienting dance of hangover-induced grogginess.
As I fumbled for my phone, its persistent buzz cut through the fog of sleep. Notifications flooded the screen, and my bleary eyes focused on a headline that sent a jolt through my haze: “William, CEO of [his company], Ties the Knot in Private Ceremony.”
The revelation hung in the air like an uninvited guest, unraveling secrets and untold chapters. The news of William’s marriage, a revelation delivered through the impersonal medium of media updates, stirred emotions that I had meticulously kept at bay.
Esthe
