When My Boyfriend Starts Comforting Another Woman

Synopsis

When the elevator malfunctioned, panic set in. In the pitch-black space, I instinctively reached out for my boyfriend. He'd always had claustrophobia. In a dark, sealed space like this, his body and mind would both go into overdrive. But my hands found only air. I heard the rustle of fabric. My boyfriend was already hugging the person beside him, his voice low and gentle as he comforted, "Don't be scared. I'm here."