When Love Becomes a Cage by Nora

Rachel dragged me to the small garden bench outside the hospital.

She plopped down with a sigh and patted the spot next to her, "Have a seat."

I reluctantly took the far edge, keen on keeping a buffer zone between us.

She glanced my way.

"Melanie, you're infuriatingly beautiful, even with a wig."

Her random comment threw me off, and I didn't quite know how to respond.

But she didn't seem to expect a reply, instead, she gazed up at the sky.

"Reminds me of our first day at college, kinda overcast, but oddly comforting. Melanie, I was the first person at school to meet Clyde. The very first, no one knew him before I did."

There was a hint of pride in her voice, a sparkle in her eyes.

Back in our dorm, she always seemed a bit out of place, and I hardly knew anything about her.

Just that her family wasn't well-off, she relied on scholarships and student loans, even signing up for work-study programs from day one.

and Clyde had shared a

helped a girl struggling with her luggage on the platform, and that girl fell

similar backgrounds, both doing work-study in the cafeteria, both tutoring to make ends meet. He was always so cheerful and charming, always carried himself with such

suddenly turned cold, her gaze turning sharp

then you showed up, and everything

I was smitten with Clyde at first sight and had my dad sponsor him. But likewise, my

were roommates,

some strings for

saw it as

it felt like a

the

face.

is it fair that you throw around skin care products worth hundreds, while my monthly allowance is

they're nothing,

boiled over, and she stood up, pointing

dad sponsor Clyde, just to steal

want to see

don't have to worry about loans or living expenses anymore, I don't have to eat your