You always had this game in your relationship: making each other jealous. It was something healthy between the two of you, despite the fights.

Discussions, ugly faces, cutting off contact... But in the end, it always ended up with the two of you together, loving each other.

...depending on the day.

He seemed to be getting revenge for the last time.

There he was, talking to one of the women at the gala party he hosted for the thousandth time, knowing that you were there, watching, deep down.

But would this game be right today, at that moment?