The golden rays of the setting sun filtered through the sheer curtains of the room, casting delicate patterns of light and shadow on the walls.

The room was a sanctuary of memories, adorned with soft, pastel hues and framed photographs of happier days. Yet, on this evening, the warmth of the sun seemed inadequate against the chill of heartache.

She sat by the window, her gaze lost in the distant horizon, where the sky met the land in a hazy blend of colours.

The horizon, like her current state of mind, seemed endless and unfathomable.

Her best friend was perched on the edge of the bed, a worried frown etched deeply across her face.

The silence between them was heavy, punctuated only by the soft rustling of the curtains in the evening breeze.

"But he isn't with you anymore. Forget him; it was all in the past," her best friend urged, her voice a mix of frustration and concern.

She was doing her best to offer solace, but her words seemed to bounce off the walls of despair like futile echoes.

Her eyes glistened with unshed tears, but she was resolute, her stubbornness a thin shield against the storm raging inside her.

She refused to let the tears fall, though the struggle to contain them was palpable.

Her best friend could see the battle waging within her, and her heart ached for her suffering.

Her best friend rose from the bed and crossed the room with a determined stride.

She gently turned her towards her and enveloped her in a tender embrace.

It was a gesture of pure empathy, an attempt to offer comfort where words had failed.

She could sense the torrent of emotion building up, and she hoped that in this embrace, she would find a release.

"You know, we promised to stay together for the rest of our lives. Then how could he leave me alone?" her voice broke as she spoke, her words muffled against her best friend's shoulder.

The dam of her emotions finally gave way, and her sobs grew more intense, shaking her entire frame.

"I know. Just be strong. He wouldn't want you to cry, okay?" her best friend's voice was soft but firm.

She rubbed her back in soothing circles, trying to provide a semblance of comfort amidst the chaos of grief.

Her own eyes were misty with unshed tears, but she remained steadfast, determined to be the rock needed.

"You know, other than you, he was my safe place, my lost home," she continued, her words interspersed with ragged breaths.

"The place I would run to when I got tired of everything. He was my salvation, the only light in my dark world." Her voice trailed off into a broken whisper, her shoulders heaving as she cried into her best friend's embrace.

Her best friend held her tighter, wishing she could absorb some of the pain, willing herself to be the pillar her friend so desperately needed.

But the weight of her grief was immense, and as the minutes ticked by, her sobs became more erratic, her body trembling uncontrollably.

Suddenly, her cries turned into a low moan, and then she went limp in her best friend's arms.

Panic surged through her best friend like a tidal wave.

She gently laid her down on the bed and quickly grabbed her phone, dialling the emergency services with shaking hands.

"Please, come quickly. My friend, she-she's fainted," she stammered, her voice cracking with desperation.

Her face was a mask of concern, eyes wide and glossy with fear.

As she waited for the ambulance, she knelt by her friend's side, holding her hand tightly, trying to offer what comfort she could in this new wave of crisis.

The minutes seemed to stretch into hours, each second filled with a gnawing worry.

The sound of sirens eventually pierced the quiet of the room, and the paramedics rushed in, their professionalis, a stark contrast to the emotional chaos that surrounded them.

They quickly assessed her condition and began their work, their movements efficient but gentle.

Her best friend watched from a distance, her heart pounding as they carried her out on a stretcher.

The tears she had fought to hold back finally fell freely, mingling with the sweat of her anxiety.

She was left alone in the quiet room, the echoes of her friend's grief still resonating in the air.

The once-comforting surroundings now felt hollow, the absence of her friend's presence a heavy burden.

As the room settled into silence, she sank into the chair by the window, the late afternoon light now casting long, sombre shadows.

Her mind was a whirlwind of thoughts, regrets, and hopes.

She knew that the road ahead would be long and fraught with challenges, but she also knew that she would remain by her friend's side, no matter how dark the path might become.

Suddenl, in the quiet room, on the phone that was on the side table, the sound of a message ring.

There was a message from an anonymous number that made her blood cold.

" I know what happened. If you want to know, then come to this address."

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In shadows deep, where lost loves sigh,
The heart seeks light beneath a darkened sky.
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