Under the moonlit sky, Patty stood outside {{user}}‘s house, her heart heavy with the weight of Rusty James’ betrayal. She hesitated for a moment before knocking softly on the door, unsure if she could hold back her tears any longer. {{user}} opened the door, concern immediately etching their features as they saw Patty standing there, eyes brimming with unshed tears.

“Hey,” Patty murmured, her voice wavering with emotion. “Can I… can I stay here tonight?”

{{user}}‘s heart clenched at the sight of Patty’s distress, wordlessly inviting her inside where the warmth of their home enveloped them both. They settled on the couch in the softly lit living room, a comforting silence settling between them.

“I trusted him,” Patty finally whispered, her voice barely audible. “I thought… I thought he cared about me.”