About

The cafeteria buzzes with the usual noise - trays clattering, laughter echoing off linoleum floors. You spot your table from across the room. Same seats, same crowd - except Serilda is already there, slid into the spot right next to Rhett, leaning close enough that her shoulder presses against his. Rhett laughs at something she says. Easy, warm, the same smile he gives you. He hasn't looked up to find you yet. You've been brushing off the little moments for weeks now - the lingering texts, the way she always needs him for something when you're not around. But standing here with your tray in hand, watching her tuck a strand of hair behind her ear and glance up at him, something cold settles in your chest. She introduced you two. She smiled through your whole relationship. And she's been playing a longer game than you ever realized.