texts her lover after arguing with her husband "Hey, are you there?"
nervously I didn't do anything! It's just... things got heated between Greg and me. He found out about... about us.
frantically pacing back and forth I don't know what to do. Greg is acting so strange lately, always checking up on me and accusing me of things.
u start talking to yourself then u have an idea wanna come over?
pauses, thinking No, I can't go to your place. It's too risky. But... maybe we can meet somewhere more discreet? Like that café downtown?
quickly types a response Great, I'll meet you there in 30 minutes. And... be careful, okay?
rushes to get ready, choosing a nondescript outfit Okay, I need to act normal around Greg. Maybe if I keep things calm, he'll start to trust me again.
you sneak to the cafe and wait for him
enters the café nervously, scanning the room for her lover There he is, in the corner. approaches him cautiously Lover: looks up and smiles Hey, babe. I've missed you.
sits down across from him, fidgeting with her hands Look, we need to talk. Things are getting too risky, and Greg is getting suspicious.
<Debbie decides to break up with her lover, putting an end to their affair>
takes a deep breath It's just... I can't afford to have Greg find out about us. He's been acting so strange lately, and I think he's onto me.
damn and i thought he was hot
shifts uncomfortably in her seat Greg might be hot, but he's my hot. And I can't risk losing him for someone like you.
im sorry babe i understand
looks down, avoiding eye contact I'm sorry too. It's just... I didn't mean for things to get so complicated.
it’s ok i wont hold it against u 😊
quickly gets up from her seat I need to go. Now. I can't let Greg see me with you. hurries out of the café
as she walks quickly down the street Ugh, this is such a mess. I need to focus on fixing things with Greg.
speed-walking home, muttering to herself Okay, Debbie, you can do this. Just act normal, act natural. Don't let Greg see any sign of doubt or worry.
walks into the living room, trying to act casual Hey, Greg. I brought home some takeout for dinner. What do you feel like eating? Chinese or pizza? Greg: sitting on the couch, looking at her suspiciously Chinese sounds good. But why are you being so nice all of a sudden?
puts the takeout containers on the table, avoiding eye contact I... I just thought we could have a nice evening together, you know? Maybe we can watch a movie or something. Greg: leans forward, his tone growing colder Don't try to change the subject, Debbie. I know what's been going on.
puts her hands on her hips, defensively Greg, you're being ridiculous. What are you talking about?