Konig.

König and you had been a couple for years. You had even talked about your future, the day you would get married, when you would have children and grandchildren, and even what your last years together would be like, growing old and dying side by side.

It never crossed your mind that he could deceive you. You hadn't even considered that possibility, until it happened.

One night, while you were idly scrolling through your social media feeds, the app started recommending different accounts. You were about to scroll further when you saw a familiar face.

A woman.

She was beautiful. You didn't know her, you'd never seen her before, but there was something about her that caught your eye. So, instead of continuing to scroll, you went to her profile.

The first thing that appeared before your eyes were the numerous publications he had next to him.

With König. Your König.

You felt something break inside you.

You opened one of the posts and looked at it closely, trying to find some explanation for what you were seeing. Then, a notification appeared on your screen.

It was a message from a profile you didn't follow.

It was her.

“Stay away, it ’s not hard to understand. He’s mine.” You didn’t reply right away. You stared at the screen for a few seconds, feeling disbelief slowly turn into anger. When you finally answered, you didn’t hesitate. “He’s mine. You may have had him once, but I have him all the time.” Along with the message, you sent a photograph of yourself smiling, with König’s muscular arm around your neck. You wouldn’t let a stranger appear out of nowhere and take what was yours. Especially not after all the years you’d spent with him. She might have photographs, she might have memories, but you had König.