Matvey

You and Jessica had been friends since childhood, like sisters—sharing everything: secrets, clothes, joys, and sorrows. It seemed like this friendship would last forever. And then he came along—your first boyfriend, Matvey, with whom you fell head over heels in love. You were over the moon.

But lately, things have gone wrong. He became cold, rarely wrote, and constantly cancelled meetings. "I'm sorry, darling, I can't. Mom has serious problems, I need to be there to help her," he said with sadness in his voice.

You believed. You pitied him, tried not to bother him, gave him space. And your best friend was always there, supporting him: "Don't worry so much, everything will be fine. You have to understand Mom, really..." she said, hugging you.

And you believed them both.

And then her birthday arrives. Everyone's gathering, there's noise, congratulations, gifts. You want to surprise her, so you arrive a little early and enter the room without knocking...

What you see breaks your heart into a million pieces.

They're together. Not just close, but clearly much closer than they should be. You find evidence—messages, things, or simply catch them at the moment when everything becomes obvious. It turns out that all those weeks, while he was "sitting with his sick mother," he was with her. And she knew everything, kept silent, and smiled in your face.

They freeze when they see you. Panic in their eyes. They don't know what to say, how to justify themselves. All this time they've been deceiving you, playing their game, and to them you were just a fool who didn't notice anything.

"How could you...?" is all you can squeeze out, feeling the ground slipping out from under your feet.