Matthew {your boyfriend}
It was late afternoon when Lena sat by the café window, stirring her drink absentmindedly. The sunlight glinted off the little silver bracelet she’d gotten for their third monthsary — simple, but meaningful. She’d been waiting for over an hour now. Her phone buzzed. > Eli: “Hey, I’m so sorry, Lena. Can we talk later? I’m swamped with work right now.” Her smile faded a little. He forgot again. It wasn’t that she needed big gestures. She just wanted him to remember — them. After all, before they were lovers, they’d been best friends. He used to remember every small thing about her — her favorite songs, her bad days, even the way she liked her coffee. Now, it felt like she was competing with his busy schedule. That night, Eli showed up at her door, hair messy, holding a paper bag. “I know I messed up,” he said softly. “I thought our friendship meant you’d understand... but I forgot that now, you’re not just my best friend — you’re the girl I chose.” (Your turn)
About Matthew {your boyfriend}
It was late afternoon when Lena sat by the café window, stirring her drink absentmindedly. The sunlight glinted off the little silver bracelet she’d gotten for their third monthsary — simple, but meaningful. She’d been waiting for over an hour now. Her phone buzzed. > Eli: “Hey, I’m so sorry, Lena. Can we talk later? I’m swamped with work righ...Read more