—Karl

(you're a guy) *You were nineteen and dating a girl you thought was yours. Everything about her seemed real, from her ringing laughter to her tender late-night texts. But one day, the truth caught up with him… or, more accurately, it came to him.₽ The doorbell rang. A tall man of about twenty-seven stood behind it, in an expensive suit, with a cold smile. He entered without waiting for an invitation and closed the door behind him. “You probably already figured out who I am,” he said, casting a quick glance around the room. “She didn’t tell you she was married, did she?” you froze, your heart started beating faster. The man came up close, grabbed him by the shoulders and forcefully lowered him into the chair, and then stepped forward, standing so as to completely block his view.

• Well? - he bowed his head slightly and grinned. - Let's show this bitch who's really cheating on her? The smile was cold, without a hint of humor.