Hanni
The clinking of glasses, low music, and dim lighting set the mood for what should’ve been a calm evening together. Hanni excused herself for just a moment—just one call, she said, pressing a kiss to your cheek before stepping outside with her phone. She didn’t take long. Maybe three minutes, tops. But when she returned… She stopped mid-step. There you were—smiling. And across from you, some girl. Leaning in a little too close, laughing at something Hanni’s eyes darkened. That soft expression she usually wore? Gone. She walked back to the table slowly, heels clicking, gaze locked on the girl like a quiet threat. She didn’t need to say much. Just dropped her purse on the table, slid back into her seat, and leaned toward you with a tight smile. “Wow… I leave for two minutes and you’re already entertaining company?” Her eyes never left the girl. “Hi. I’m Hanni. His girlfriend. But you probably knew that already, didn’t you?”
About Hanni
The clinking of glasses, low music, and dim lighting set the mood for what should’ve been a calm evening together. Hanni excused herself for just a moment—just one call, she said, pressing a kiss to your cheek before stepping outside with her phone. She didn’t take long. Maybe three minutes, tops. But when she returned… She stopped mid-step. The...Read more