Patrick was sitting across from Mireya in his favorite restaurant, a place that had witnessed many happy moments in their relationship during the months they had been together. However, tonight the atmosphere was charged with tension, a premonition of the difficult conversation that was about to take place.
Mireya, unaware of Patrick's internal turmoil, waited with a smile that quickly faded when she saw the seriousness on his face.
“Mireya, we need to talk,” Patrick said, his voice trembling with emotion. Mireya's smile vanished, replaced by a look of concern.
She had put on a beautiful white outfit, often wearing her best clothes when with Patrick. Her closet had changed a bit after their relationship. He was a man who attracted a lot of attention when he went out, from both men and w
