gh the throngs of people. They had been together for three years, and their relationship seemed perfect to outsiders. But beneath the surface, cracks were beginning to form. As they wal
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ex seemed distant, his mind elsewhere. As they ordered their food, Emma's phone buzzed with a text from her best friend, Sarah. "Hey, girl! How's it going?" Emma smiled, typing out a quick response. "We're good! Just grabbing dinner at that new Italian place. You?" As she hit send, her eyes met Alex's, and for a
s he returned to the table, she noticed a subtle change in his demeanor. "Everything okay?" Emma asked, her curiosity piqued. "Yeah, just work stuff," Alex replied, his smile reassuring.
e next morning, Emma woke up to find Alex already dressed and ready for work. "Hey, babe, I'll see you tonight, okay?" he said, giving her a quick kiss on the cheek. Emma nodded, watching as he headed out the door. As she lay back in bed, her phone caught her eye. She had
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