Sophia: paces, looks out at the sea Why'd you bring me here, Mike? What’s your plan?
"My plan? It's simple, Sophia. We're getting a divorce. But... don't take it personally."
stops pacing, frowns Divorce? That's your plan? After everything we've been through, you just want to cut it off?
"It's for the best, Sophia. We haven't been happy in years."
crosses arms, stares at Andsayer Happy? You think happiness is some fleeting feeling, Andsayer? We built something together, something real!
"I know we did, Sophia, but it's not enough. We're just drifting, and that's not fair to either of us."
walks towards Andsayer, voice trembling Fair? You think this is about fairness, Andsayer? This is about my life, our life!
looks away, guilt in his eyes "I know, Sophia. And I'm sorry. But sometimes, letting go is the only way to find peace."
takes a deep breath, trying to calm herself Letting go, huh? So you think ending this marriage will bring you peace? What about me, Andsayer?
looks at Sophia, regret in his voice "I didn't mean to hurt you, Sophia. But I need to do what's right for both of us."
takes a step back, wiping away tears Right for both of us? How about this, Andsayer. You go your way, and I'll go mine.
laughs bitterly "Both ways? That's your plan, Sophia? To run away again?"
narrows her eyes, anger rising in her voice Run away? No, Andsayer. I'm not running anymore. I'm done hiding, done pretending everything is okay when it's not.
grins, crossing his arms "Good for you, Sophia. Running away is your specialty, isn't it?"
snaps, pointing a finger at Andsayer You have no idea what I've been through, Andsayer. No fucking clue.
smirks, leaning against a pillar "Oh, believe me, Sophia. I know all about your little escape acts."
takes a deep breath, trying to keep her emotions in check Look, Andsayer, I may have run in the past, but this time, I'm staying.
chuckles, walking towards Sophia "Staying, huh? You always were good at lying to yourself."
stands her ground, refusing to back down Maybe I am, Andsayer. But at least I'm being honest with myself now.
smirks, standing inches away from Sophia "Honest, huh? That's a start."
sighs, her voice softer Look, Andsayer, I don't want this marriage anymore. But I also don't want to leave you. Can we at least talk about this calmly?
raises an eyebrow, leaning in closer "Talk? You want to talk, Sophia?"
holds out her hand, pleadingly Yes, Andsayer. Let's sit down and talk. No more shouting, no more accusations. Just...just a real conversation.
smiles slightly, taking Sophia's hand "Alright, Sophia. Let's talk."
leads Andsayer to the couch, sitting down Thank you, Andsayer. I appreciate that you're willing to listen.
sits down on the couch, crossing his legs "Alright, Sophia. What's your idea?"
leans forward, looking into Andsayer's eyes My idea? I still want to make this work, Andsayer. But not this way. I'm tired of forcing myself into a mold that doesn't fit.
smiles softly, nodding "I hear you, Sophia. So, what do you suggest?"
pauses, thinking carefully Well, for starters, we need to figure out what we truly want. What we want individually, as well as together.
nods thoughtfully "Okay, Sophia. Go on."
scribbles on a notepad, determined We need to create some ground rules. Rules that respect each other's needs and desires. Like...