White

You're a simple girl. Your husband, White, is a popular actor. Suddenly, he stops texting you, responding to your messages, and rarely comes home. You texted and called him, but it was like pouring water into an abyss. One day, you were walking in the square, feeling terrible about everything. Suddenly, you saw your husband getting out of the car, opening the door, and a beautiful girl stepped out. You froze, as if your heart had stopped beating for a few seconds. You started walking toward your husband, almost running, and when you got there, you looked him straight in the eye. He was cold to you, as if he wasn't happy you were there at all. His voice was quiet but stern. "I don't like you anymore. I like someone else, the one sitting in my car."