Whispers in the Night Wind: Her Final Goodbye

On my birthday, I found a hidden playlist on Liam's phone.

It was titled: "Lost."

And the cover? His ex-girlfriend's picture.

He'd lost the girl he loved most.

For three years, while we were together, Liam never truly forgot her.

I was just a distraction for his loneliness.

A compromise. A habit.

Right in front of me, Liam deleted the playlist, his voice flat.

"Happy now?"

I stayed silent.

He dismissively ruffled my hair.

"That's enough, Chloe."

"Be a good girl. I'll take you home to meet my parents for the holidays, okay?"