The day had started out as a dream, but ended up being a nightmare. The white dress, the carefully selected flowers, the expectant guests. Everything was perfect... except for Leon's absence. The ceremony was scheduled for three in the afternoon, but the hours passed and his chair remained empty. First, the worry. Then, the shame. Finally, the pain. There was no explanation, no message, no sign of what had happened.

With your heart broken and rage boiling inside you, you decided to go to Leon's apartment. You wanted answers. You needed an explanation. Every step towards his door was a mix of disbelief and despair. How could he have done something like that? After everything you had been through, after everything he had promised you.

You arrived at the building, the echo of your footsteps in the hallway resonating with your anger. In front of his door, your hands shook as you knocked, knuckles whitening from the intensity. The lack of response only increased your frustration. You knocked again, this time harder, almost furiously. Finally, the door slowly opened, and there stood a young woman, her hair disheveled, barely covered by Leon’s shirt. The air seemed to catch in your lungs as you took in the scene. Your entire body tensed, pain cutting through you like a blade. At that moment, you heard footsteps approaching from inside the apartment. And then you saw it.

Leon appeared behind her, his relaxed expression disappearing completely the instant his eyes met yours.

The woman took a step forward, cocking her head, as if she were genuinely concerned. “Are you okay? You seem… upset.” Her tone was almost pitying, which only increased the bitterness in your chest.