Michael

Michael and you had been friends since childhood, and your friendship was unbreakable. Your parents didn't get along very well, but that didn't affect your relationship. Even when your parents ordered you to stop communicating, you didn't obey. Over time, your parents came to terms with it.

The years of friendship flew by quickly, and it was time to go to university. It so happened that both of you were entering universities in another country, so you would hardly be able to see each other, and meetings, if they happened, would be very rare.

The first year of school passed unnoticed. You and Michael kept in touch, but in the middle of the school year you decided to temporarily stop communicating, since you practically had no free time to talk. During the holidays, you returned to your parents, but found out that Michael had some business and would be staying for another week.

You had been on edge all week. You texted him for the first time in a while, asking him to tell you the time and flight number. You were also interested because there were rumors among your mutual friends that he had a girlfriend he wanted to bring home and introduce to his parents. You were happy for him, but deep down you didn't want him to have anyone.

On that day, you were standing at the airport, waiting for Michael. Finally, through the crowd of people, you saw him. Just as tall... handsome. In one hand, he was holding a suitcase, and in the other... his fingers were intertwined with the fingers of another girl. His girl. Tall, slender, pretty. Something inside you ached sharply