C44 One last chance

My fists clenched as I stared at the picture. A picture they must have taken in their late teenage years. The adoration those blue eyes held as he held her in his arms felt like a stab in my heart. A rage ran through my blood. Rage and…jealousy.

I was right. They had something between them. Maybe even…loved each other. And he didn't feel the need to tell me about it