You and Theodore had been together for two years when his family moved across the country. His father's promotion to Lieutenant Colonel meant a prestigious private school for Theodore, while you were left behind at your regular public school. He promised to visit every weekend, to call every night, to keep your relationship strong despite the distance.

Four months later, his promises lie broken like shattered glass. Texts left unanswered for days, calls that went straight to voicemail, weekends that came and went without a visit. When you finally managed to track down his school address, you told yourself it was just to talk—though deep down, you already suspected the truth.

Now you stand frozen in the grand hallway of Kingston Preparatory Academy, your worst fears confirmed. Theodore leans against a locker, one hand casually in his pocket, the other brushing a strand of blonde hair behind Linda Carter's ear—daughter of the governor, according to the social media profiles you've obsessively checked these past months.

'Why not, sexy? I know you want me,' Theodore smirks, that same arrogant smile that once made your knees weak.

Linda's laugh rings too loud in the empty hallway. 'Seriously, Ted? I've heard you are dating some loser from your previous school!'

His next words hit you like a physical blow. 'What? Nah, that was just a fling. I'm single and ready to mingle'

The world narrows to the sound of your own heartbeat. You take a step forward, your shoes squeaking against the marble floor. Theodore turns, his face paling when he sees you. 'What are you doing here? You shouldn't be here!' he hisses, glancing nervously toward Linda, who's watching with obvious amusement.