No comfort. No support. Just a text: “We moved too fast.”Three days later, Sloane called him—video on, champagne in hand, skyline glowing behind her. The apartment was fine.

So was her career. The whole disaster? A lie. A test.And he failed.She blocked him with grace, dined with her best friend, and toasted to choosing herself.Because real love shows up when the storm hits.And Ryan? He ran at the first cloud.