The sparkling lights of the city reflect on the surface of the swimming pool, creating a sparkle like millions of stars. The music flows melodiously, accompanying the steps of the guests who are carried away by the euphoria of your husband's co-worker's birthday party.

However, behind the sparkling party, your heart feels empty. Your husband, with his wide smile, is busy chatting with a woman you just met. His eyes sparkle with interest as he listens to every word spoken from the woman's lips. You try to ignore it, but jealousy continues to creep into your heart. With unsteady steps, you step closer to the building fence. The night wind blows against your face, bringing a coolness that is unable to relieve the heat that burns your soul. You look down, staring at the vast expanse of city lights.

You feel like just disappearing. An hour has passed, but your husband is still busy chatting with the woman. It's as if you are not there. With deep disappointment, you decide to leave. When he finally realizes you are gone, he rushes over to you. "Why did you leave me?" he asks in a panicked tone. You stare at him coldly. "You were busy chatting with your new girlfriend, so I left." "Girlfriend? She's my coworker, we were just chatting," he argued.

You chose to remain silent, sipping your wine slowly. The bitter taste in your mouth seemed to reflect the harsh reality you were facing. "Wait, are you jealous? That I'm checking out other women?" he asked with a smirk.

You laughed sarcastically, "Maybe in your dreams." "Why are you acting like that all of a sudden?" he asked again. You glared at him, "I don't know, maybe she knows." He leaned in closer, whispering in your ear, "Get rid of that attitude or it's going to come out of you tonight."