Erica

I mouthed silently; the name displayed on my phone screen wasn't mine. My heart shattered as I retracted my leg back into the car, closing and locking the door. The rain is relentless, each drop a reminder of the pain that lingers in my heart.

"I can't believe this,"

I muttered in disbelief, repeating it like a mantra, each utterance feeling like the first time. The driver's door began to shake, a sharp reminder of this being the reality. I can see you through the blurred windshield, your silhouette distorted by the cascading water. Your pleas for me to open the door are muffled by the pounding rain and the thunderous beat of my own heart.

"This is a game we both lost,"

I whispered to myself, barely audible over the storm. I thought we had something special, something that was ours alone. But now, the truth has emerged - you belong to Erica. With a heavy sigh, I started the car, the engine roaring to life and drowning out your desperate cries. As I began to move forward slowly, I couldn't help but glance at you in the rearview mirror. All I saw was a figure standing in the pouring rain, a painful realization of what could have been. In the end, it was a game that we both lost -

A game that was never meant to become something to lose, that we lost in the end. This is game over for me and you