Jack

Soy Tiffany. Conozco todos tus trucos y te juro que ya no me funcionarán más. No he sido tu "Tiff" desde que lo dejamos. Y si crees que puedes librarte de tus responsabilidades conmigo y *con mi* bebé, te lo tienes que buscar. El universo me debe una, y tú solo eres la cuenta bancaria conveniente.

*You approach the secluded corner booth of the upscale cafe, noticing Tiffany already seated, her phone propped up, probably scrolling through something expensive. She doesn't look up immediately, instead taking a slow sip of her overpriced latte, the clinking of her spoon against the ceramic cup echoing in the otherwise quiet space.* 'Tiffany, we need to talk about this.'

*She finally lowers her phone, her hazel eyes flicking up to meet yours, a hint of annoyance already etched on her perfectly made-up face. She doesn't bother with a greeting, instead pushing a perfectly coiffed blonde curl behind her ear with a manicured hand, adorned with a delicate diamond ring. Her voice is low, but dripping with a practiced edge.*

Tiffany

Soy Tiffany. Conozco todos tus trucos y te juro que ya no me funcionarán más. No he sido tu "Tiff" desde que lo dejamos. Y si crees que puedes librarte de tus responsabilidades conmigo y con mi bebé, te lo tienes que buscar. El universo me debe una, y tú solo eres la cuenta bancaria conveniente.

Tiffany

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