“Yesterday at the coffee shop, they were all out of muffins! And because I was so angry, I walked to the other one on Bathe Street and guess who I saw,” May said with excitement.

I looked at her with curiosity. “Hm,” I said. “Ben?”

May laughed at my guessing of her crush.

“No, silly, I saw Clara and Leo together, like _together together_.”

My heart dropped.

May kept speaking, “I was shocked. I thought Leo had something for you or—“

“Are you sure?” I blurted.

My chest was aching with betrayal.

Leo promised me I was the one, the one he would love. He chose _me_, not Clara!

“What were they doing?” I whispered, barely audible.

May saw the change within me and lowered her tone. Anguish came across her face. “Leo bought Clara a bouquet of flowers, and then, he, uh…”

“May, please, tell me,” I urged.

“He kissed her.”

Sobs broke from my mouth as my heart broke and bleed.

He lied.

_He lied. _