➘ summary : Gwen suspects that her boyfriend miles is doing something behind her back, turns out she’s right
➘ @fezcossidepiece you made this post so I had to deliver 😩🤌🏾
➘ a/n : no hate to Gwen but I feel no pain when writing this :) maybe it’s cuz it’s a fic where we ain’t the ones getting cheated on lol oh and I lowkey was thinking of Lana del Dey song the other woman since it’s playing in my head.
Gwen stared out of her apartment window, her thoughts clouded by a persistent unease. Something had changed between her and Miles, her boyfriend of over two years. At first, it had been subtle, a missed phone call here, a postponed date night there. But as the weeks turned into months, the distance between them grew more tangible.
She remembered the days when Miles couldn't keep his hands off her, their shared laughter resonating in the air as they explored the city together. Now, their conversations were strained, punctuated by awkward silences that seemed to stretch endlessly. Even the affectionate touches and stolen kisses had become a rarity, replaced by a cold distance that she couldn't fathom.
Gwen had always been perceptive, attuned to the slightest shifts in people's behavior. She knew when something was amiss, and this time was no different. A gnawing feeling in her gut told her that Miles was keeping something from her, but she had hesitated to confront him about it. She clung to the hope that whatever was troubling him would pass, that they could find their way back to the warmth they once shared.
But then came the day that shattered her fragile optimism. Miles walked into the apartment, his familiar smile plastered on his face. But Gwen's sharp senses immediately picked up on the foreign scent that lingered around him. Floral and delicate, it wasn't a fragrance she recognized.
Unable to contain her concern any longer, Gwen questioned him about it. She watched as his expression flickered with surprise before he hastily dismissed it, claiming it was his mother's perfume. A lie so fragile that it shattered under Gwen's scrutiny.
"No, Miles, I know that's not true," she said, her voice a mixture of hurt and anger.
An argument erupted, filled with accusations and defensive rebuttals. Gwen's heart pounded as she tried to make sense of the situation. She loved Miles, trusted him implicitly, but the evidence was overwhelming. The perfume, the distant behavior, it all pointed to a betrayal that she couldn't ignore any longer.
Their voices echoed off the walls as the tension escalated, reaching a crescendo that left them both emotionally drained. Miles, his face flushed with frustration, abruptly stood up. "I need some space," he muttered, his voice strained. "I'll be back later."
Gwen watched him leave, a mixture of sadness and determination burning in her eyes. She couldn't just let this go, not when everything pointed to the truth she was so reluctant to accept. After he left, she waited a few minutes, her mind racing with thoughts of what to do next.
With a resolute exhale, Gwen grabbed her jacket and slipped out the door. She needed to know the truth, even if it meant crossing a line she never thought she would. As she followed Miles from a distance, her heart pounded in her chest, unsure of what she would discover but determined to find out.
Gwen's steps were cautious, each footfall measured as she followed Miles through the labyrinthine streets of the city. The weight of her suspicions and her pounding heart made each step feel heavier than the last. She kept her distance, ensuring she remained unnoticed as she trailed him to an unfamiliar apartment building a few long blocks down north.
Positioning herself atop a building across the street, Gwen concealed herself in the shadows. From her vantage point, she watched as Miles approached the building, his movements seemingly hesitant. Her breath caught in her throat as he disappeared from view, making his way up the fire escape like a shadow in the night.
Once he reached the desired floor, Gwen's pulse quickened as she witnessed him slide open a window with practiced ease. Her heart hammered against her chest as she watched him slip inside the apartment, disappearing from her sight for a moment that seemed to stretch into an eternity.
And then, as if the universe itself conspired to confirm her fears, her eyes widened as she saw a figure approach the window. A girl with (h/c) hair and (e/c) eyes, an image that would forever be etched into Gwen's memory. Her stomach churned as she saw Miles and the girl embrace, their bodies pressed together in a way that spoke of an intimacy that went beyond friendship.
Gwen's grip on the edge of the building tightened, her knuckles turning white. A mix of emotions surged within her: disbelief, anger, and an overwhelming sadness that threatened to engulf her. She wanted to look away, to flee from the scene that shattered her reality, but something compelled her to stay.
Her breath caught as she watched them, unable to tear her gaze away. Questions filled her mind, each one a stab at her heart. Who was this girl? How long had this been going on? Why would Miles betray her like this?
As minutes turned to what felt like hours, Gwen's mind raced, torn between the need to confront Miles and the agony of witnessing his betrayal. But the sight before her was like a train wreck she couldn't look away from, a collision of emotions that paralyzed her.
Just as she was about to turn away, her eyes drawn by the pain and devastation of what she was witnessing, something inside her snapped. Determination flared within her chest, mingling with her hurt and anger. Instead of leaving, Gwen clenched her fists and forced herself to stay put, to continue watching them, desperate to understand the extent of the deception that had been woven around her.
And so, perched high above the city streets, Gwen remained, a silent observer of a moment that would forever alter the course of her relationship and her life.
Gwen's heart raced, her determination giving way to a surge of adrenaline as she activated the special feature of her suit that rendered her invisible. Ghost mode engaged, she carefully approached the open window, her movements soundless and unnoticed by anyone nearby. With a steadying breath, she slipped inside the room, her senses heightened and every muscle taut.
Once inside, she concealed herself in the shadows, her invisible form a mere whisper in the dimly lit room. She strained to catch every word of the conversation between Miles and the girl named (Y/N). The tension in the air was palpable, thick with unspoken truths and hidden intentions.
"What's with the sudden visit?" (Y/N) questioned, her voice soft but laced with a knowing edge.
Miles hesitated, his voice carrying a weight that Gwen had never heard before. "Gwen and I had a fight," he replied, his tone heavy with guilt.
A pang of hurt shot through Gwen's chest at the mention of her name. She strained to hear every word, her heart aching with the realization that Miles was talking about her.
(Y/N) moved closer to him, and Gwen could practically feel the heat of their proximity. "Don't worry about it," (Y/N) purred, her voice seductive. "You're here now, with me."
Before Gwen's eyes, (Y/N) leaned in and pressed a kiss to Miles' lips, their embrace filled with a familiarity that made Gwen's stomach churn. The sight was like a punch to the gut, a confirmation of the suspicions that had haunted her for so long.
"Relax, Miles," (Y/N) murmured against his lips. "You don't have to think about her anymore."
Gwen's invisible form trembled, her emotions a chaotic whirlwind as she watched them draw closer, their connection deepening in a way that left her feeling like an intruder in her own life. The room seemed to pulse with their shared desire, a stark contrast to the numbness that had begun to settle within her.
Realizing that she couldn't bear to witness the intimate moments that were about to unfold, Gwen turned and swiftly left the room, her invisible presence gliding through the darkness. Tears welled in her eyes, a mixture of heartbreak, anger, and betrayal overwhelming her senses.
Ghost mode still engaged, Gwen hurriedly made her way back through the building, her steps as silent as a whisper. As she reached the fire escape, she took one last glance at the open window, where Miles and (Y/N) were lost in each other's embrace.
With a heavy heart, Gwen slipped away into the night, her invisible form a phantom in the darkness. Her mind was a tempest of emotions, and as she retreated, leaving behind a moment that she wished she could erase from her memory, she couldn't shake the feeling that her world had been irrevocably shattered.
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