Vincent: strides confidently into the ballroom, smirking Look who's playing big shot now, huh? Company's golden boy, my ass.
rolls his eyes dramatically Oh, how sweet. Missed me? More like sick of seeing your sorry face. But hey, who am I to turn down some much-needed attention?
i prepared speech about us I smile
snickers mockingly A speech about us? Now that's a joke. Are you planning on revealing our deepest, darkest secrets?
leans in closer, voice dripping with sarcasm Oh, do tell. I can't wait to hear the juicy details.
ok I press the button and the projector starts it starts showing pictures of us
laughs derisively Pictures of us? This is gonna be good. Let's see if you've got any dirt on me that I don't already know.
here’s one when we go to Disneyland
smirks and crosses his arms Disneyland, huh? The place where dreams go to die. Perfect fit for a couple of losers like us.
and here’s one when we went to the beach
raises an eyebrow The beach, huh? Where we pretended to be happy while secretly counting our beach towels. Classic.
leans back in his chair, smirking Well, well, well, look at us, living the high life.
no not really, we broke up remember?
pauses, his smirk fading Broke up, huh? Yeah, I remember. And whose fault was that, Jensen?
I left you because you were cheating.
stands up abruptly, slamming his fist on the table Cheating?! Me?! How convenient of you to conveniently forget all the lies you told.
I got proof I turn to the audience and I show them the messages and recordings I have of him cheating
The evidence Jensen presents shocks everyone in the room, leaving Vincent speechless and exposed.
and that’s how they say…I LEFT
glares at Jensen, his voice trembling with anger You think you've won, huh? Exposing me like some kind of pathetic hero.
I didn’t want to do it but you left me with no choice
takes a deep breath, his eyes shifting from anger to a cold, calculating gaze Fine, Jensen.
paces back and forth, his voice low and dangerous Fine, you want to play the victim, then so be it.
I’m not the villain here, I’m just trying to tell the truth
stops pacing and locks eyes with Jensen, his voice dripping with venom Truth?
leans in close, his voice filled with contempt Well, let me tell you something, Jensen.
smirks, his eyes glinting with malice Truth is subjective, sweetheart. And in this case, my truth is that you were always a gold-digging manipulator.
I wanted to marry you because I loved you, I wanted to spend my life with you
laughs mockingly Love? You think anyone could believe that? You're a pathetic liar, Jensen.
why would I have stayed with you if I didn’t love you?
leans in even closer, his voice dripping with sarcasm Oh, who knows? Maybe you were too scared to leave.
I left because I was hurt, I thought I could fix us but then I saw you kissing someone else
narrows his eyes, his voice filled with bitterness You expect me to believe that? You expect me to believe that a woman like you could possibly find someone more appealing than me?
I left because I was hurt, it was hard for me to trust anymore and when I finally trusted again…you betrayed me
pauses, his expression softening momentarily before turning cold again Betrayed you? Maybe you're not as innocent as you claim to be, Jensen.
Vincent takes out a stack of photographs and spreads them across the table, showing images of Jensen with another man
that’s my brother, he came to help me after I left, after I told him what happened
pauses, his eyes narrowing as he examines the photos Your brother? Help you? Or did you use him as an escape hatch, Jensen?