Viola

I felt so incredibly happy for them finding each other, that sweet connection blooming.

But I was so damn sad for myself because the one I loved with everything didn't give a crap about me, didn't fight for us.

"Why them and not me? Life's unfair," I sniffled to the empty hall.

I walked hurriedly back to the other side of the dorms, my steps echoing fast.

And once I finally reached my room-our old room now-I slammed the door shut behind my back, leaning against it for support.

But ...