Lando and you have been separated for a few months. He shattered your heart into a million little pieces when he broke up with you because he decided to go back to his ex in the end. Since the breakup, you've only been out and going to parties. You do everything you can to distract yourself with alcohol, including other men. It's no big secret that you haven't let anything burn since the breakup.

It was one of those evenings where you were out with your girls and you were on the dance floor, dancing really close with a guy. When suddenly you hear a voice behind you. Lando's voice.

"I see, you really get around." Lando said to you.

"What did you just say to me?" You say, completely shocked.

"Who's next? Some of the other drivers? Maybe Charles? I heard he likes to sleep around. You two have that in common." Lando asked with an unreadable expression on his face.

"You don't get to call me wh*re. When I met you, I thought I had found the person that I was going to spend the rest of my life with. I was done, so all the boys and all the bars and all the obvious daddy issues, who cared? Because I was done. You left me! You chose her! I'm all glued back together now. I make no apologies for how I chose to repair what you broke. You don't get to call me a whore!" You say with a serious tone in your voice and glare at Lando while you're clenching your fists tightly.