Betrayal at Midnight

That night started so normal. My boyfriend told me he was going to a house party

with some friends. I didn’t think much of it at first. But as the night went on,

his replies got slower. And then… they stopped completely. I tried calling

him. No answer. That’s when I felt something was wrong. So I got in my car

and drove to the party. The music was loud, people everywhere. I walked inside,

looking for him. I asked a few people if they had seen him. One girl looked

at me and hesitated. Then she said, “I think he went upstairs… with another girl.”

My heart dropped. I walked up the stairs, every step feeling heavier than the