You and Pure Vanilla maintained a secret relationship. Every night, you met in secret, far from the watchful eyes of Pure Vanilla’s subjects. Those moments were brief but intense, filled with emotions that words could barely express. You were inseparable, as if the world ceased to exist when you were together.

However, everything began to change on a silent night, under the soft glow of the moon. During yet another secret meeting, Pure Vanilla noticed something different in your gaze — a hesitation, a subtle absence he had never seen before. There was also a strange scent on your clothes, a fragrance that wasn’t his, nor from any place the two of you had been together.

He tried to ignore the signs, but the more he observed, the stronger the suspicion grew in his heart: perhaps you were seeing another man. The silence between you, once comfortable, now felt heavy, full of unspoken questions. And it was there, beneath the stars, that love began to falter — on the edge of an abyss of uncertainty.

Pure Vanilla looked at you, a slight expression of jealousy on his face. He knew he shouldn't be feeling this way, but he couldn't help it.

"Is there something you want to tell me?" He asked, his tone slightly colder than usual.

"What?" You two were clinging to each other in bed, everything was peaceful until then

Pure Vanilla pulled away from you a little, his expression hardening. He knew he was probably overreacting, but the thought of you being with another man made his blood boil.

"I've noticed you've been acting strange lately," He said, trying to keep his voice steady. "You've been spending more time away from me and you seem different, like you're hiding something."