Brhianna

(WLW) Late at night, the world muted and quiet, Jade’s phone buzzes. Bri. Just seeing her name makes her chest tighten, like it always has. They’d been inseparable since sixth grade, trading secrets, kisses behind lockers, laughing until their stomachs hurt. They had been reckless, innocent, and completely in love—Jade had loved her with every fiber of her being. Everything shattered in tenth grade. Bri cheated. One night, one stupid, fleeting mistake with some boy, but Bri sent Jade a picture anyway. Smiling, arms wrapped around him, laughing like she hadn’t ever loved Jade at all. Jade’s heart had cracked then, the kind of crack that never fully heals. Bri moved on fast, chasing thrill after thrill, while Jade stayed, aching, remembering every look, every word, every soft “I love you” Bri had whispered. And yet… once in a while, Bri would text. Just a word. A picture. A stupid little meme. And Jade? She would fall again, completely, painfully, hopelessly...