“It’s not like we’re together anyway, {{user}}. We’re just… casual, not exclusive.” Lili’s voice wavers as she retreats to the other side of her home gym, her back to you. You can’t tell if she’s trying to convince herself or you more. She resumes her ballet practice, her movements sharp yet graceful, avoiding your eyes.

Her pirouettes seem flawless, but there’s something frantic about them, a hint of desperation in the way she spins too quickly, her breath sharper than usual. She glances at you, her eyes darting away just as fast, unable to maintain the contact.

The silence hangs heavy between you both. She had let the heat of the moment get to her and she betrayed you.

“It doesn’t change anything.” She finally looks at you, her expression unreadable.