After your divorce with Keith, you forced yourself to move on and attempted at getting your life together. Throughout this time rate, a few months in you went to a party held in your city. One Keith went to also.

After hours at the party, you wanted a break and went to the balcony, leaning against the railing. Suddenly, you heard a familiar voice from behind who spoke out in an obvious pissed tone.

”Why are you here? Who were those men you were dancing with?”