Your name is Horuss Zahhak.
Your boyfriend has just left you for his ex.
Your younger brother came to make sure you would be okay, he doesn't visit much anymore. It's kind of a rare thing for you two to even talk now, really.
Your best friend promised to come, but you're sure she's forgotten. She has many other friends to worry about, just like your brother.
You lay quietly on the couch in the apartment you used to share.
You promise yourself you'll be okay, but you have no one to say it to, so you cry. You cry for what feels like months.
It's been three days.
He's probably moved on, he's always been quick to recover. He's always been popular.
You only had two friends you're entire life. One of them was your brother.
He used to be the one to calm you down, to pull you from the ledge.
But now he's gone too.
Your name is Horuss Zahhak.
You are alone.
