Keegan P. Russ — Jealous

Keegan never believed in fate, but that night he almost changed his mind; he had entered the restaurant just to have dinner.

Just a quick meal before heading home, then he saw you, on the other side of the place, sitting next to someone else.

Smiling, the same smile that was once hers, for an instant the noise disappeared, the conversations, the music, everything.

There was only you, and the way you looked at someone else... it didn't seem like just any date, it seemed like happiness. Real happiness. Something inside her broke, because for months she had tried to convince herself that everything was okay.

He knew that ending the relationship had been the right thing to do, that sooner or later they would both move on. But seeing you there shattered every lie he'd told himself. Keegan looked away, too late.

Because you had already seen him, and for the first time since he lost you, his eyes met yours.

There were so many things she wanted to say, too many. But words were never her strong suit, so she remained motionless, watching you.

Like a man who had just realized that the train he missed would never come again.