EPISODE 2

**Stacy is a clever girl, and quite adorable too. She has blonde hair that reaches her shoulders and a sun-kissed tan. Standing at around 4'2", she’s a little on the shorter side and slightly chubby. She’s always thinking about dieting, but the moment she sees food, she can’t resist.

At school, Stacy and Zayana are known as the ‘tall and short duo.’ Stacy struggles with feelings of insecurity, but Zayana’s self-doubt is even deeper. While everyone can see Zayana’s beauty, she herself cannot. The two friends are constantly working to boost each other’s self-esteem and confidence.**

...**Stacy's POV**...

Last night was unbearable. I couldn't sleep a wink, and I’ve been waiting for the morning ever since, just so I can talk to Zayana and get everything off my chest. But when I woke up, heavy rain greeted me, and seeing the downpour, my heart whispered a dark wish—if only those raindrops could turn into stones and bury me beneath them. I wished I could just end it all.

Unable to bear it any longer, I reached for my phone to call Zayana. The moment I heard her voice, my tears fell uncontrollably.

Zayana: “Stacy? What’s going on? Why are you crying?”

*(Thinking to myself: He’s only my fourth boyfriend, and yet it hurts as if he was my first love.)*

Stacy: “It’s over… everything’s over.”

Zayana: “Come over. We’ll talk it out here.”

Stacy: “I’ll be there as soon as the rain stops.”

I hurried to finish my chores and waited impatiently for the rain to stop. The moment it did, I dashed over to Zayana’s place. Our houses are only a few blocks apart, so it didn’t take long. But when I entered her room, she was fast asleep. Can you believe it? Here I am, with my whole world falling apart, and this girl is sleeping like a baby.

“Wake up, bitch!” I yelled.

As she finally stirred awake, I said sarcastically, “You’re lying here napping while my entire world is crumbling!”

Zayana: “What happened? I’m sorry, I had a splitting headache, so I took some medicine and dozed off.”

*Zayana’s life feels like a circus, where joy flutters briefly like a butterfly, only to be crushed by the weight of her ever-present sadness. Her father is the storm she can never outrun. I fear one day her exhaustion will push her over the edge, and she’ll do something drastic—sorrow clings to her like moths to a flame. Today must be another one of those days, or why else would she be lying here, passed out?*

After she apologized, I spilled my guts to her. Henry and I had been together for nearly two years. Sure, he was toxic and abusive, but I convinced myself that I could endure it as long as he was loyal. After all, relationships can survive anything—except another woman. (Well, maybe another woman would be fine in a threesome, haha!) But no, not like this—no other woman.

I noticed a dating app on his phone. Although I was a little shocked, I wasn’t entirely surprised. Deep down, I knew this was coming. Still, my thoughts kept spiraling, and I finally decided I wanted revenge—something cruel, something that would humiliate him. I wanted to trap him and throw his own dirt back in his face. I was determined to do it. And i will do it. I have to.

I was right in the middle of sharing my brilliant revenge plot when Zayana’s nose suddenly started bleeding. Her brother and I rushed her to the doctor.

At the clinic, they ran a bunch of blood tests and did an MRI and Ultrasound. The doctor said Zayana had a reaction from taking expired medicine. But then, he called her brother in privately and told Zayana she could join after a while. Zayana and I waited in the lobby for what seemed like forever, until a nurse finally asked us to go in.

The moment we entered, the doctor motioned for us to sit. Zayana’s brother’s face looked grim. He must have feared the worst—that Zayana had tried to harm herself.

Doctor: “Zayana, how are you feeling now?”

Zayana: “Just a bit dizzy and my head’s spinning, but otherwise I’m okay.”

Doctor: “Do you feel pain in your lower abdomen?”

Zayana: “Sometimes, during my period. Other times, it feels like there’s some throbbing going on.”

Doctor: “What I’m about to tell you needs your full attention.” *(He took off his glasses and placed them on the table, looking at her seriously.)*

Zayana, already anxious, replied nervously, “I’m listening, doctor.”

Doctor: “We found a small cyst on your left ovary. Now, cysts are usually harmless, but yours is larger than normal. That’s why we’re concerned that it might not just be a cyst.”

Zayana: *(her voice trembling)* “Then… what is it?”

Doctor: “To put it simply, so you understand, it’s likely a tumor.”

Zayana: *(in shock, her voice barely a whisper)* “A tumor?”

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