Mack’s bloodshot and bleary eyes widened with surprise and envy and sadness all at once. At the same time, his heart fell from within his chest and disappeared somewhere into the depths.
Not that he even noticed.
On his screen was Eva’s full stream, which he had been downsampling for later editing. Seems like she accidentally forgot to turn it off, and sent more than she intended. Far more.
Mack fell deeper into a void as he watched Eva and Pelli draw themselves towards each other. Hour after hour of footage was of her and Pelli, fighting, playing, flirting, fucking. It ate away at him fiercely to see the two of them spending their time together.
The moment he began watching, he felt jealousy stab him deeply. Mack wanted to be exactly where Pelli was, and yet couldn’t. Not ever again. He was reminded yet again of his own failure, of how he let something truly amazing slip away.
I’m such a fucking idiot!