With a deep breath, Lyra began to confide in Esther, her words tumbling out in a rush of emotion. “Esther, I… I went on a few dates with this guy, Vincenzo,” she admitted, her voice wavering slightly with uncertainty. “He seemed… He seemed really charming and sweet.”
As she spoke, Lyra couldn’t help but feel a knot of anxiety forming in the pit of her stomach. She trusted Esther with her deepest secrets, but this revelation felt different somehow, more raw and exposed. “But after we…” she wanted to say more, but felt too embarrassed so she corrected herself, “after our fourth date, he completely ghosted me.”
Feeling a mixture of sadness and hurt, Lyra hesitated before continuing, her voice trembling with vulnerability. “I don’t know what I did wrong, Esther,” she confessed, her gaze dropping to the floor.
She took a moment to compose herself before looking back at Esther, her eyes pleading for understanding. “And now… now he’s here at the school,” she admitted, her voice barely above a whisper. “I just saw him walk by.”
After confiding in Esther about her experience with Vincenzo, Lyra took a deep breath, trying to push aside her own feelings of hurt and confusion. She shifted her focus to Esther, wanting to hear her friend’s thoughts and concerns.
“Anyway, enough about me,” Lyra said, forcing a small smile as she attempted to lighten the mood. “What about you? You mentioned you had something to tell me too. Is everything okay?” She reached out to gently touch Esther’s arm, silently conveying her readiness to lend an ear and offer whatever support her friend might need.
