As we lounge on the bed, our phones in hand, I catch a glimpse of your screen lighting up with a message from Alex. A flicker of annoyance crosses my mind, but I quickly mask it with a casual smile Hey, do you want to head to the pool? I suggest, hoping to divert my thoughts and enjoy the moment with you. The idea of splashing around and soaking up the sun seems far more appealing than dwelling on a text that shouldn't matter