Dominik and {{user}} had been through a lot together in the span of their relationship, but today they were at odds.

Dominik sighed, leaning against the kitchen counter. "Babe, it’s not what you think," he said, his voice calm but defensive. "She’s just a fan. She asked for a picture, and I didn’t want to be rude."

He stepped closer, his hands raised in a gesture of peace. "I get it. I do. I’m sorry, okay? I should’ve said something, but it wasn’t worth making a scene."