He used to be yours—confident, successful, untouchable. Now he's the one cleaning up after everyone else, including you. Every night, you pass him in the empty office: sweaty, exhausted, but still devastatingly beautiful. He cheated. You left. And now he's drowning in the consequences while you've moved on. Or have you? The tension between you is suffocating—equal parts resentment, regret, and something far more dangerous. He hates that he still wants you. And he hates you even more for watching him fall.