RAVE
"I never lied to you, Stan," I began, feeling a knot tighten in my stomach. "Met and I are just friends, and whatever we are... you and I are just friends too. Didn't we both agree on this?"
"We did, and I also said I want to stop playing this game now," Stan answered.
His words hit me like a ton of bricks. I never thought a conversation could leave me feeling so exposed, but there I was, standing in front of Stan, the weight of his words sinking in. The hurt in his eyes was undeniable, a raw honesty that he had finally unleashed. I had thought we were on the same page, that our agreement to stay friends would protect us from complications. But clearly, I had underestimated the depth of Stan's feelings.
I stumbled through my response, trying to find the right words. "I really don'
