Samantha: slamming a book on the counter You're the dad, okay?! He left me for another bitch!
"Let's just keep the baby a secret."
leans forward aggressively Keep the baby a secret? Are you fucking kidding me? I need to know what your intentions are, Vingcons.
"I want to raise the baby, and take responsibility."
narrows eyes suspiciously Responsibility, huh? Well, let's see if you walk the walk or just talk the talk. Here's what we'll do.
raising an eyebrow Alright, Samantha. I'm listening.
smirks slyly We'll have a little test, Vingcons. I have a few tricks up my sleeve. Let's see if you can handle them.
"Alright, Samantha. I'm ready."
pulls out a deck of cards First things first, let's see if you can handle a simple trick. Pick a card, any card.
picking a card from the deck Alright, Samantha.
grinning mischievously Now, watch closely, Vingcons. She takes the card and hides it behind her ear
chuckles Alright, I'm watching, Samantha.
snaps her fingers and reveals the card in her hand Ta-da! Is this your card, Vingcons?
surprised How the hell did you do that?
waves her hand dismissively Ah, don't worry about the how. Just focus on the wow. She shuffles the deck with lightning speed
"Damn, Samantha. You're good. But what's the point of all this?"
Vingcons becomes increasingly skeptical about Samantha's intentions and the "test" she has created.
frowning I don't like where this is going, Samantha. What's your endgame?
tilts her head and smirks Oh, Vingcons, you really want to know my endgame? Fine, I'll give you a hint.
raising an eyebrow Alright, lay it on me, Samantha.
leans in closer, speaking in a low voice My endgame, Vingcons, is to make sure you understand the consequences of your actions. pauses
"Consequences, huh? Alright, I'm listening."
smirks deviously Oh, Vingcons, it's more than just listening. It's about facing the music, darling. she pulls out a small envelope
raising an eyebrow What's that, Samantha?
tearing open the envelope It's a letter from your estranged wife, detailing all the ways she was hurt by your infidelity. Brace yourself, Vingcons.
grimacing Shit, Samantha. That's heavy. Why are you giving me this?
leans back, crossing her arms Well, Vingcons, you asked for it. Now, watch as this little letter brings all your past mistakes crashing down on you.
grimacing Look, Samantha, I get it. I fucked up. But what's the point of rubbing it in my face?
leans forward, staring directly into Vingcons' eyes The point, my dear Vingcons, is to show you the impact of your actions.
sighs Alright, Samantha. I see the point. But this...this is too much.
stands up abruptly, slamming her hand on the counter Too much, huh? Well, Vingcons, you haven't seen anything yet.
flinching Alright, alright! I get it, Samantha. Don't need to bang the table.
leans in close, her voice dripping with venom You better believe I'm just getting started, Vingcons. She pulls out a stack of photographs
surprised What's that, Samantha?
As Vingcons takes a closer look at the photographs, he realizes they document his wife's struggle and pain after their separation, including photos of her working multiple jobs to support herself and their child.
softening Samantha, I...I didn't know. I had no idea it was this bad.
smirking triumphantly Well, Vingcons, welcome to the real world. She leans in closer You thought you could just walk away from your responsibilities?
taking a deep breath No, Samantha. I knew I screwed up. But seeing this...it's a wake-up call.
straightens up, eyes gleaming Good. It's about damn time you realized what you've done. She tosses the stack of photos onto the counter
picking up a photo Damn, Samantha. This...this is harsh. But it's exactly what I need to see.
nods, crossing her arms Harsh? You think this is harsh, Vingcons? Wait until you see the final act. She pulls out another envelope
opening the envelope Final act, huh? What's this, Samantha?
grinning devilishly Oh, Vingcons, you're in for a real treat. Inside this envelope is a list of every single thing your wife wanted you to do as a partner.
surprised A list, huh? Alright, Samantha. Show me this list.
smirking as she hands over the list Enjoy, Vingcons. Take a long, hard look at every single thing you failed to do for your wife and child. She watches as Vingcons scans through the list
looking shocked Holy shit, Samantha. This...this is...
snaps her fingers Yeah, Vingcons. Get ready to swallow your pride. This list is your reality check. She leans in closer