scheming an escape to a cabin

My boyfriend and I broke up last Tuesday before things really started to shut down around the city. It was mutual and amicable. He got a new job in San Diego and I am staying here to begin my PhD this fall. He wasn’t planning to leave for another few weeks so we continued life as good friends/roommates. He went home for the weekend to be with his family on his birthday and came back totally cold. We’re both stuck in our one-bedroom in an attempt at social distancing, though it has quickly transformed into emotional distancing as well. Only a week after the breakup, he is now in the other room scheming an escape to a cabin in Arizona with a guy he used to date until everything settles down. He wants to fly out tomorrow and this is suddenly our last night together. I stand in solidarity with all of the other messy situations and relationships being altered in unforeseen ways by this pandemic. We are in this together, apart.