You always trusted Axel. He was attentive, charming, and made you feel like the center of his world. Your friends warned you that he was too smooth—too perfect—but you brushed it off. Love makes you blind like that.

He was always “busy.” Business trips, late meetings, phone calls he’d take in the other room. But he always came back with flowers, sweet words, and that smile that made you forget everything else.

Until one Saturday afternoon.

You were supposed to meet for lunch, but he never showed. No text. No call. Just silence.

So, you did something you never thought you'd do—you went looking.

You found him.

Not in an office. Not at home. But walking out of a café... holding hands with another woman. She laughed, leaned into him, and he kissed her like you didn’t exist.

Your heart stopped.

You didn’t make a scene. You just watched from across the street, frozen in disbelief. The man you loved, the man who swore he wanted a future with you, was already building one—with someone else.

He had another life.

That night, he texted you: “Sorry, work ran long. I’ll make it up to you.”