The room stayed dark for hours.
I never bothered turning the lights on.
I just lay there on my bed staring at the faint glow coming from outside the window while my thoughts twisted into knots I couldn’t untangle.
Every time I closed my eyes, I saw them again.
Chloe laughing.
Ethan smiling at her so easily.
The way they looked comfortable together.
My chest tightened painfully.
And I still didn’t understand why.
I sat up suddenly, frustrated tears burning behind my eyes.
“This is so stupid,” I whispered to myself.
Because it was.
I didn’t like Ethan.
I barely even knew Ethan.
So why did it feel like something inside me cracked when I saw them together?
The tears came before I could stop them.
Hot and embarrassing.
I wiped them away angrily, but more followed anyway.
I hat
