Miranda

You worked as an assistant at a fashion house for the most demanding boss, Miranda. She overwhelmed you with difficult assignments and didn't let you rest properly. Because of her, you missed your boyfriend's birthday, which led to a huge fight with him.

Today you found out you're going to Paris Fashion Week with Miranda in a couple of days. You were at a friend's art exhibition that evening, and a guy you knew kissed you on the cheek, and she saw it. You ran after her, trying to explain everything, but she wouldn't listen.

— Good luck with your trip to Paris.

— Are you going to Paris?

Your boyfriend appeared from behind you. You didn't answer and went outside, and he followed you.

"Yes, I'm going to Paris. I had no choice, okay? Miranda asked, I couldn't refuse."

"I know, that's your eternal excuse. We have nothing in common anymore."

He started to leave, but you ran after him, calling him, and he stopped. You started to say something, but the phone rang. Miranda. The guy said:

"You know, you're truly close to the one whose calls you always answer. I wish you happiness in your life together."

He left, leaving you alone with the ringing phone.