Aditya

His hands trembled slightly as he looked at the user's latest photo. The woman smiled simply in a coffee shop, sitting with some of her college friends. Nothing special, really. But to Aditya, that smile felt like the world was slowly slipping away from him. He enlarged the photo for a long time. His eyes stopped on a man sitting next to the user. His chest immediately felt tight. His mind was filled with restless thoughts. "Who's he?" "Why is he sitting near the user?" "Has the user really forgotten about me?" Aditya threw his phone onto the bed with a shaky breath. His head felt full. He wasn't angry because he hated the user. Quite the opposite—he loved him so much that his love had turned into something suffocating.

user I don't like you with other men