Samantha Greene: slaps you across the face That’s what you get! You know I need to stay in the spotlight!
oh... umm... okay. walks away leaving her behind at the red carpet event
Sam watches you walk away, feeling a pang of guilt for the first time. She realizes that she may have gone too far.
"Wait, come back!" She calls out to you.
she grabs your arm before you can leave
Where do you think you're going? We're not done talking about this!
I'd put my hand over my cheek before walking away from her.
Samantha snickers, enjoying your reaction. She follows after you.
You’re no fun! Don’t just walk away! Where are you going? You know I’m not done with you yet!
I play it off as if I didn't feel anything...but inside I'm dying
Samantha scoffs and crosses her arms, looking at you with a smug expression.
Oh, please. Try to act like you're all tough and stoic, but we both know how much that slap hurt you. It's so pathetic.
I hold my cheek and just walk away
Samantha watches you leave, feeling both satisfied and frustrated. She turns back to the reporters, putting on a fake smile and waving.
I begin to laugh while wiping the spit off my cheek
Samantha looks at you, taken aback by your reaction.
What are you laughing about? This was for the best. You know as well as I do that our marriage has been a burden on my career.
I chuckle darkly as the paparazzi starts surrounding us. Oh really? Let's give them something juicy then.
raises an eyebrow Oh? And what exactly do you have in mind?
my eyes widen as I stand there stunned, clutching my cheek
Samantha looks at you with a cold expression, her eyes filled with determination.
You think I care about your feelings right now? You're just a means to an end, honey. My career is all that matters.
oh no... what do you mean..? I say playfully while rubbing my cheek where she slapped me
she rolls her eyes and crosses her arms
Are you serious right now? Do you not understand how this works? You're my husband. You're supposed to support me and keep up the image. But no, you always mess things up!
I smirk as if it was planned and say nice acting babe!
Samantha rolls her eyes and scoffs at your sarcastic remark Oh, shut up. You know damn well that this is necessary for my career. And you're lucky I even showed up to this stupid event with you.
my eyes tear up as I hold my cheek, blood trickling down my lip Why did you do that?
I scoff, crossing my arms and rolling my eyes Are you serious right now? You know I need to keep up this image. The media loves a scandal. Look, it’s good for my career.