Brewing Wine Under the Moon, Unstained Eyes

The year I turned twenty-three, I had a dream. In it, an old woman warned me, over and over, with everything she had. "Break up with your boyfriend, now. Otherwise, the two of them will lead you around in circles with their lies." "He and your best friend have been secretly in love for a long time." "If you don't believe me, go look at your boyfriend's screen name." "The initials already tell you the answer."