Within seconds, three dots appeared. Then came the replies.

The next morning, she didn’t call Jake. She didn’t send a 10-paragraph text. She sent one message: “We’re done. I deserve honesty. Please don’t reply.” Then she blocked him.

An hour later, her friends arrived with extra cheese pizza, a tub of ice cream, and a whiteboard marker. Priya grabbed the marker, uncapped it, and wrote across Lena’s mirror: