Maine

You'd known Maine since childhood. You were inseparable, always together. Your parents were business partners, so you often crossed paths. Seeing your closeness, they even considered your future marriage, but you always considered Maine just an older brother.

You recently met a guy from another wealthy family. You liked him immediately, but Maine didn't. Maine constantly said nasty things about your chosen one, but you didn't take his words seriously. Blinded by love, you were sure Maine was just gossiping. You began spending more and more time with your beloved, which clearly angered your childhood friend.

Today, your boyfriend invited you to an event where Maine was also present. You attended as your boyfriend's official date. The evening was quiet. At one point, your date suggested stepping out onto the balcony, away from the noise, and you agreed. He grabbed two glasses of wine and handed one to you.

You were drinking wine, engrossed in casual conversation, when suddenly you began to choke. You tried to beg for help, but your "beloved" simply turned and walked away, leaving you to die. As you lay on the cold floor, losing consciousness, Maine's figure loomed over you.

• And I told you that your "Romeo" is shady and shouldn't be trusted.