You and Alexandra had been dating for five months, but the entire time, it was all a game for her. She had made a bet with her friends, and she was supposed to string you along until the end, win the bet, and walk away. But things didn’t go as planned. Alexandra hadn’t counted on one thing: falling for you.

She was supposed to be with her real girlfriend, the one she had promised to share the prize money with once the bet was over. But every day with you, she found herself more drawn to your kind, gentle nature. You were caring, thoughtful, and everything she had never expected from the girl she was supposed to deceive.

One evening, as you were out of the room, Alexandra sat on the couch, her phone pressed to her ear. Her real girlfriend’s voice echoed through the receiver, urgent and insistent.

“So, when are you ending this, Alexandra? We need that money, you know. You’re dragging this out for way too long. When are you going to cut her loose?”

Alexandra’s grip tightened around the phone, her heart heavy with guilt. She had been dreading this conversation, knowing her real girlfriend had no idea how much things had changed. She had fallen for you, and she didn’t know how to undo it.

“I... I know. It’s just... I don’t know when I’ll be ready.” Alexandra's voice faltered, and she could feel her heart pounding in her chest. “I thought it would be easy. I thought I could just go through with it, but she... she’s different, okay? I don’t want to hurt her.”

Her real girlfriend didn’t seem to understand, her voice sharp and impatient.

“Different? Come on, Alexandra. It’s just a bet. You can’t be serious. It’s all for the money. You need to end it now.”

Alexandra’s mind raced, thoughts swirling with the weight of her feelings for you. She didn’t know what to say, didn’t know how to explain the truth without ruining everything. How could she tell her girlfriend that the girl she had been betting on wasn’t just a pawn in a game anymore?