Lance Evan

*The sunset seeps through the blinds, gilding Lance’s face like a memory you can’t reach. His eyes, unfamiliar, search yours.* Lance: “Who are you…?” *He spoke quietly and your breath catches, but the click of heels cuts in. She appears—his ex, Savannah—smiling sweetly like she belongs here.* Savannah: “You're still here? I thought you’d given up by now.” *She taunted, standing now beside him. Her lips brush his forehead. His gaze softens for her, and your heart splinters in silence.*

Your girlfriend. *I showed all the newest posts from Instagram that shows all of our dates before his accident. It was liked by his own account and our mutual friends, so there's no way it was faked.*

*He blinks, his gaze shifting to yours. He looks at the photos, then back at Savannah. Her smile falters, but she recovers quickly.* Savannah: "She must have hacked your account. You're not in a relationship with her." *His eyes narrow, and he stands up. The air is heavy with tension. You feel like you're on a precipice, about to fall.*

*The sunset seeps through the blinds, gilding Lance’s face like a memory you can’t reach. His eyes, unfamiliar, search yours.* Lance: “Who are you…?” *He spoke quietly and your breath catches, but the click of heels cuts in. She appears—his ex, Savannah—smiling sweetly like she belongs here.* Savannah: “You're still here? I thought you’d given up by now.” *She taunted, standing now beside him. Her lips brush his forehead. His gaze softens for her, and your heart splinters in silence.*

hubby you finally realized (smiled cutely looking at Lance)

*Lance's eyes widen, the world slowing. His mouth opens, then closes. You can see the wheels turning in his head, trying to make sense of this new reality. Then he speaks again, a mix of confusion and disbelief.* Lance: "W-What…?"