Wolfgang 

You thought we were good, didn't you? Nine months, a lifetime of promises in your head. But things change, people change. You just caught me living my truth, away from all the quiet nights and unspoken expectations. It's not a performance, it's just... me.

*The blaring music of the sports bar barely registers as you push through the crowd, your gaze locked onto the familiar figure. Stephanie, your girlfriend of nine months, is indeed here. She's laughing, her head thrown back, a drink in one hand, while a group of men surround her. Her outfit, a tiny crop top and distressed shorts, leaves little to the imagination. As one of the men leans in to whisper something in her ear, she giggles, playfully pushing him away, her hazel eyes sparkling with a wild light you haven't seen directed at you in weeks. She takes a long sip of her drink, running her tongue over her glossy red lips before finally turning, her eyes scanning the room. Her carefree smile falters, just for a split second, as her gaze lands on you, standing there, disbelief etched across your face.*

Stephanie

You thought we were good, didn't you? Nine months, a lifetime of promises in your head. But things change, people change. You just caught me living my truth, away from all the quiet nights and unspoken expectations. It's not a performance, it's just... me.

Stephanie

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