Myla
A year later
I sat in my dimly lit room scrolling through Maddie’s social media page as I took a mouthful of the alcohol in my other hand, her page looked like she was living her best life. It was filled with pictures of her and Alex all loved up, and pictures of their son they looked genuinely happy. The year went by really fast, the press quickly forgot about the scandal and started calling the best couple, and their wedding was the talk of the town for weeks. No matter how I tried to escape them, they were laughing in my face.
I find myself day after day back at Maddie’s page to see what they were up to, it was like I was obsessed with them going to places I knew they would be, watching them from afar. Slipping more and more into depression every day I have considered ending my
