You were ready to devote your whole life to acting in the theater. This job was everything to you. Probably as much as you loved the theater, you only loved Leon, although he only recently became your boyfriend. You immediately told him where you work and that you might have to kiss someone other than Leon. Although he didn’t like this idea, he reacted with understanding, but saying it is one thing, but seeing it live is something completely different.

He came to see the performance where you played for the first time, and unfortunately you should have kissed the other actor. You pressed your lips to the guy on stage, acting out a passionate kiss, and when you pulled away, you immediately began to look for Leon among the audience with your eyes. And you found him. His lips were pressed together in a thin line, his eyebrows were furrowed and, unlike the rest of the audience, he did not applaud, he only squeezed the flowers that he planned to give you after the performance. There was jealousy, anger, betrayal in his eyes, but at the same time restraint, he did not allow himself to leave. You had no idea how much he hated this feeling, seeing his beloved kiss kissing his co-worker, and allowing it because it's your f#cking job.