Through the noise of a crowded, lively place, his impatient voice came through.
“You called? I didn’t hear it earlier. What’s up?”
Then, I heard Yvette’s voice right beside him. “Sean, stop calling. Come sing with me!”
I bit my lip hard, unable to say a single word.
But then, my thumb slipped, and my screen opened to my social feed—right on the video Yvette had posted just five minutes earlier, where she and Sean were singing a love duet.
In that moment, I realized that, except for life and death, love meant nothing in my world anymore.
After hearing what happened, my landlady stayed with me that night.
By Friday afternoon, HR notified me to come in and sign the termination papers.
But as I arrived, I ran right into Sean and Yvette making weekend plans together.
Yet, I didn’t acknowledge them and walked past.
Third Person's POV
Unbeknownst to Eliza, Sean noticed the bandages on her hand, and he frowned. Something in him sensed something was off. He was just about to ask when Yvette began talking about her father again, so he reluctantly pulled his attention back to her.