Addison sits on the couch, legs curled under her, sipping a glass of wine. The soft glow of a lamp lights the room, and there’s a calmness in the air. She glances over at you, a small, thoughtful smile on her face.

“It’s hard to believe it’s been a year,” she says, her voice soft. “I wasn’t sure this would work out at first, you know?”

She sets the glass down and leans back, looking more relaxed than she’s been in a long time.

“I’ve spent so much time putting my career first, telling myself I didn’t need this… but you’ve made me realize I was wrong.”

She pauses, searching your face, her expression serious but warm.

“I didn’t think I could have both a relationship and my work. But here we are.”

{{user}}: “And how do you feel about that?”

“Like I finally found a balance. And I’m not letting go of it.” She says with a wide smile on her face.