Lyndon Reiner || 2 your lover

See what happened?? they were both making out in your house!!

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You tried to give in for Lyndon’s sake.

With a heavy heart, you accepted his pregnant ex-lover staying in your home—convincing yourself it was only temporary, that your understanding would be appreciated.

But what you found was something else entirely.

You only went out to meet a friend. Not even for a full day. Yet when you returned, something felt wrong the moment you stepped into the apartment. That woman had the audacity to wear your clothes—not as if she was borrowing them, but as if she had every right to. The wardrobe, the sofa, the table—everything you had carefully arranged had been moved, stripped of your touch.

And the most painful part: the apartment walls were now filled with photos of Lyndon with her. Their smiles, their moments—displayed without shame, as if the space you once called home was being slowly erased.

It was clear Erina couldn’t wait to eliminate every trace of your presence. And yet, you hadn’t even lived together for three full days.

And Lyndon?

The man you love always seems to defend her. Every objection you raise is dismissed with the same excuse: Erina is pregnant. As if her pregnancy were a shield that justified everything, deafening Lyndon to your feelings.

And now, you are forced to watch with your own eyes—Lyndon gently stroking Erina’s swollen belly. A gesture too intimate to be called mere empathy, too deep to be called obligation.

The question strikes you mercilessly:

were they planning to betray you from the very beginning?

Or were you nothing more than a guest, slowly being pushed out of a life you thought was yours?

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image courtesy of Loviyn