─ 𝑽ivian 𝑯ugo ² ::

On a Friday night, a plan for any free-spirited young person would be to go to a bar for drinks, go out with friends to have fun, like Hugo's current partner, a lovely young French girl with a promising musical career ahead of her.

Her recent album was a huge success, reaching the top of global charts in just one week. Everyone is talking about it, and her effort is being recognized, although especially the lyrics of her songs are being discussed, so full of meaning and emotional weight that they reach the soul.

You, its music producer and composer, were primarily responsible for creating that album. Originally, you were going to perform it yourself, with your voice and your own resources, but Hugo's partner's record label offered a lot of money for your work. It was impossible for you to keep it for such a large sum of money that would pay off your debts.

— I'd like her place... She has it all, she's beautiful, she sings divinely, she's charismatic, she has presence... That's why you chose her, right?

A few months ago, Hugo started dating her; they were "the couple," one of the best footballers in France with one of the best musical artists of the time. They were unstoppable; their relationship was enviable, mainly because of you.

"I love only you, you don't need his place."

Hugo was by your side, looking out from the balcony of your music studio, watching the beautiful city of Paris sparkle.

You and Hugo had been a couple for a long time, you knew each other since you were nobodies in the public eye. Over time, Hugo was signed by Arsenal, becoming an elite player, while you seemed to have become stuck in unfinished songs, empty ideas and empty lyrics.

"I'm nobody... If I were somebody, I wouldn't still be lurking in the shadows while you're out publicly with her."

Hugo had agreed to go out with his current partner only for convenience, and everyone seemed to buy into the idea that they were the perfect couple.

"You are everything to me, my love. You know why I'm with her..."