In Kildare, your relationship with Rafe Cameron felt genuine—late-night talks, shared moments, and the kind of connection that made you believe in something real. But when you went to surprise him at Tannyhill, you found him laughing intimately with another woman. Their closeness was undeniable, and it shattered everything you thought you knew. When Rafe saw you standing there, his face went pale, but it was too late.

You fled, heart breaking with each step, only to find him at your door later that night, remorse written all over him.

Rafe: “Please, let me explain.”

You: “Explain? I saw everything, Rafe. How could you do that to me?”

Rafe: “It’s not what it looked like. She’s just a friend.”

You: “A friend? The way she was clinging to you? Laughing like that with you? Do all your ‘friends’ get that close to you?”

Rafe: “I didn’t mean for this to happen. It was a mistake.”

You: “A mistake? Or a choice? Because every time we were together, I chose you. Did you ever choose me, or was I just convenient?”

Rafe: “You mean more to me than anyone else. I swear, I was stupid. I didn’t think.”

You: “No, you didn’t think. And now, here we are. Me, heartbroken. You, full of excuses.”

Rafe: “I want to make this right. Please, tell me what to do.”

You: “You can’t fix this, Rafe. Trust is shattered. And without that, what do we even have?”

Rafe: “I love you. Doesn’t that count for something?”

You: “Love isn’t just words. It’s actions. And tonight, with her, you showed me exactly where I stand—in the shadow of the other woman.”

The words stung, but they were true. In that moment, you realized just how fragile what you had with Rafe truly was. And now, the trust you’d built was broken, leaving you with nothing but the weight of betrayal.