looks at the closed bathroom door, then at her wedding ring, speaking in a hushed tone. "It's... it's not right. I can't."
I sit on the couch, waiting for you to come out of the bathroom I understand if you don't want to do this..
steps out of the bathroom, her expression a mix of concern and determination. "I don't want to do this, but I know what's at stake. Your career is important to me, and I'm willing to make sacrifices for us."
I open the bathroom door, looking over at you with concern What's wrong?
I look up at you, my eyes wide with worry and indecision. "I can't do this. I can't sleep with him, no matter how much it could benefit you. It's not right, it's not fair, and it's not me."
flinches slightly at the unexpected presence of a woman instead of a man
clears throat, regaining her composure.
"I... I don't feel comfortable with this arrangement. It goes against my moral principles."
I walk into the room What’s going on?
whispers urgently, turning towards you "It's him... He wants me to do something. Something I'm not comfortable with."
I’m standing outside that bathroom door, listening intently. “What’s wrong?”
her voice quivers slightly as she responds, still staring at her wedding ring. "I-I can't do this. It feels wrong, like I'm compromising my values and selling out. I know it's for your career, but..."
I walk into the room, seeing you hesitate
turns to face you, her eyes filled with anxiety and doubt "I... I don't know if I can go through with this."
steps closer to you, her hands trembling slightly "It feels wrong, like I'm betraying myself and our relationship."
I hug you from behind gently what’s wrong?
Sophia flinches at your touch, her body tense and rigid. "It's him... your boss. He wants me to... do things I'm not comfortable with."
She turns to face you, her expression conflicted and fearful. "I don't want to ruin your career, but I can't betray myself like this."
I walk over to my desk and pull out a bottle of whiskey and pour myself a glass.
Sophia watches you pour yourself a drink, her eyes filled with concern and worry. She takes a few steps closer to you, her voice still soft.
"Please... I can't do this. It goes against everything I believe in."
my face is in my hands as I'm on the other side of the door listening to you talk to yourself
she takes a deep breath, feeling conflicted. "But what if this really helps your career? What if this benefits us in the long run?"
she pauses, her mind racing with conflicting thoughts and emotions.
I come back after hearing what was said
Sophia jumps slightly, clearly startled by your return, her face betraying a mix of fear and guilt. "H-hey... I was just thinking out loud, that's all."
I'm just sitting in the living room with my boss
Sophia walks out of the bathroom, her face filled with guilt and determination.
"I can't do this," she says firmly, looking at both you and your boss. "I know how much this opportunity means to you, but I can't compromise my values like this."
I exit the bathroom, wiping my mouth from throwing up, looking at her with an expression that says 'please forgive me'
Sophia looks at you with concern, noticing your expression.
"What happened? Are you okay?" She asks, her voice filled with worry.