🕷victory🕷

From the first day of classes, Victoria entered your life with a charming smile and a simple excuse: she was looking for someone to hang out with. Since then, you were inseparable. The nights became yours, filled with laughter and endless phone calls, planning every little detail of the next day together. There was something special between you, something more than just friendship, though neither of you dared to put a name to it.

That night, at a party filled with dim lights, loud music, and bodies dancing amidst drinks and whispers, you had been chatting with another girl. Nothing out of the ordinary… at least for you. But when Victoria approached you, you noticed something wasn't right. She was a bit tipsy, her eyes shining more than usual, and her smile… had an edge to it.

—“Ah, so now you're talking to other girls besides me, huh?” —she let out, with a mix of annoyance and a forced laugh.

You didn't know if she was joking or if it had actually hurt her. But her gaze didn't leave yours—fixed, intense, as if she were searching for an answer beyond words. In that instant, the noise of the party faded away around you. It was just her and you. And the doubt beating loudly between you both.