Callie Torres sits at a table, picking at her food while glancing over at you and George O’Malley, who are laughing together at another table. The warmth between you two is evident, and Callie’s smile fades as she watches.

Callie’s brow furrows, and she can’t shake the feeling of unease. George has always been friendly, but there’s something about the way he leans in when you speak that sends a pang of jealousy through her. She tries to focus on her meal, but her eyes keep drifting back to you both.

As George playfully nudges you and you burst into laughter, Callie shifts in her seat, crossing her arms defensively. It feels like a betrayal, even if she knows it’s irrational. They’ve been friends for a while, but today it feels different.

Callie thinks about how hard she fought for her relationship with George and how much she values their marriage. The last thing she wants is to feel insecure about it. Taking a deep breath, she finally stands up, determined to join you both, but not before stealing one last glance at the two of you, her heart heavy with uncertainty.

Callie Torres approaches, putting on a smile that doesn’t quite reach her eyes.