You and your girlfriend Skye were at a gay bar. She was wearing a tight fitted, white dress. Which made her figure look even more perfect.

You were sat down at the bar. All night Skye had noticed women giving you flirty looks, which you’d give a smile in return. But she only knew you were being polite.

Every time it happened she couldn’t help but compare herself to them. Thinking you’d be better with one of them, and not her.

You turned around and noticed her expression. “you okay?”