I Gave Up My Longtime Love For A Breakfast

I’ve decided to let go of Daniel.

It didn’t start with anything major, really.

It was just one of those research group meetings when Bella walked in with a cup of soya milk and a bacon roll.

Danny, always indulging her, covered for her:

“Bella’s young, she’s a bit of a foodie. Let’s be kind.”

Everyone chuckled and joked around, and their eyes, knowingly or not, drifted towards me.

Only my friend Rachel stood up for me:

“Danny, that’s not fair! Ellie had a stomach bug last time and wanted to eat something, and you wouldn’t let her!”

The room fell silent for a moment.