. "Celine, you know the situation, don't you?" His voice was soft, but each word

yes revealed confusion and a hint of pain. She didn't understa

ging gaze she had hoped for. It was a hard look-there was even a hint of annoyance. "Do you understand what c

ll in front of Zack, who had suddenly turned so cold. Was it wrong of her to wa

eadable expression. "Keep it. I'm not hungry," he said with a

m, her voice fragile with hope. She thought Zack would accept her

m Celine's hand with a rough motion, as if it were a burd

hly snatched the container from her. She closed he

know what to feel. Angry? Sad? Disappointed? Everything swirled together into one painful mess. S

r and smaller at the corner of the hall

hing. She saw Zack's arm move. A throwin

ushed forward and ran. No

ing down her cheeks.

plete with the sausage and egg toppings she had arranged with so much love, now lying discarded bes

nly spun. She felt a blow far more painful than Za

ly, was this the Zack she knew? The man who had always been warm, gentle, and attentive? Why had h

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all stuffed toy Zack had given her on their first date. A g

g her. The incident earlier kept replaying in her mind-her foo

wide open, staring at the dark ceiling of her room. She checked her phone again. Rows of unsent apologies r

again. Her index finger traced the wallpaper photo of Zack from their first date, when she had accepted

She pressed her hand against it-empt

ed heart. She felt hollow, empty, as if there was a gaping hole in her chest. Should she apologize? But for what?

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ust finished clicking and uploading chat cont

loved," they breathed a sigh of relief after hacking into Zack's phone. Rememberi

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Instagram feed, looking at her friends' posts. Suddenly, her eyes stopped on a story recentl

rsation. The conversation appeared to be from a messaging app, with the sende

y sexy, beautiful profile picture, set against the glittering

so fun, I want more... There's a special offer for yo

reply con

ht. Don't worry, you're the most ex

o this is why you've been inactive and rarely texted me," she muttered

or behind my back? Cheating

e other side, Zack, receiving Celine's sha

as he thought curiously. A chat story? As far as

ly, shattering it beyond recognition. Cold sweat dripped fro

ered, running his hands through his hair in frustration.