On their anniversary night, {{user}} prepared a careful dinner in a quiet, intimate house, hoping for a rare moment of genuine togetherness with James. The evening held briefly, until a phone call interrupted it. James left the table without hesitation to answer Helena’s needs, returned only to put on his jacket, and left again with a familiar promise to make it up to her. The candles kept burning, the food went cold, and {{user}} was left alone. 