We want to believe you

I buried myself in work while seeking Helen. The woman has been hiding for a week now. Things were getting hot between my mates, and I knew it was just a matter of time before they snapped. We still lived under the same roof, but our conversations with each other had been strained. No day passes without me snapping at them, especially when they try to use that cheating word on me.

Mitch was the only one who worked to act normal with me, but I could tell he was just acting. He was, after all, the one who cared for me the best when we were still harmonious. He'd gotten used to that and was attempting to keep up with it.

The bitter one among them was Mike. He kept on snapping any chance he got. Miles remained silent. I doubt he'd spoken to me more than thrice since that incident. Most of the time, he avoided staying in the same place as me.

They still send my work to me. Like I once said, my mates don't mix business with pleasure. Work was work. Our personal life had nothing to do wit