I could hear the pain in her voice. I’ve heard it many times before, even in my own voice. I knew what she was going through: Him acting like everything was fine and dandy while she suffered as his ‘friend’ when he knew damn well that she’ll always want more than that.
“You’re welcome, Elle. If there’s anything else I can do, don’t hesitate to ask.”
She wiped her eyes and looked into mine. In that moment, I felt exposed. Like she could read my every thought and feeling. I didn’t pull my eyes away from hers though, for I could see how grateful she was for everything I’d done. It’s sometimes surprising how much small acts of kindness can do for a broken heart.

“I won’t. and again, thank you.”

She hugged me and hugged back. I heard her cell phone buzz, and it was as if I could feel her heart sinking.
“I should probably be going. I’ll see you around, ok?”
“Alright.”
She stepped out the front door and began to walk away. Before i could stop myself, something slipped out.
“You sure…?”