Daniel paced nervously in the living room of their spacious apartment, his thoughts a tangled mess as he prepared for the conversation he knew he had to have with Emma. She sat on the couch, her eyes fixed on him, a mix of confusion and anger in her gaze.
“Emma,” Daniel began, his voice wavering, “there’s something I need to tell you about my past. I did things… things I’m not proud of.”
Emma’s eyes narrowed. “What kind of things, Daniel?”
He took a deep breath, trying to steady himself. “Years ago, I was involved in some… financial schemes. I manipulated the stock market to make a huge profit, which resulted in the collapse of a company. Many people lost their jobs, their livelihoods.”
Emma’s eyes widened in shock. “Why didn’t you tell me this before?”
Daniel looked away, guilt washi
