I stood there, my lips trembling as my body shook without control.

Imagine a friendship that you kept since you were a child. One that saw every broken toy, every scraped knee, every birthday candle and heartbreak. A friendship that felt like home...until it didn’t.

The door slammed and the sound felt like my heart.

It's as if I could see every moments we had slowly dying.

How...could she do this to me?

I don’t know how long I stood there, but eventually, my knees gave in and I collapsed onto the couch. The silence of the penthouse pressed down on me. It was too loud.

The tears came slow...