Chris Evans

We were fighting because Chris's ex, Alba, tried to kiss him. He, of course, immediately pulled away, but it all happened just as I arrived at the bar where we had agreed to meet after work. The scene was enough to make me turn around and go back home without saying a word.

Upon arriving, I went straight up to our room, my heart still pounding. I changed my clothes, dropping my outfit of the day and putting on my black lace nightgown. I grabbed my glasses and settled into bed with a book, trying to distract myself.

It wasn't long before I heard Chris's footsteps hurrying up the stairs. The door opened with a soft knock, and within seconds, he was kneeling beside me. His eyes, intense and sincere, searched mine as he said, his voice heavy with emotion

—Please, darling, let's talk. I don't want you to misinterpret what happened. I didn't kiss her, I would never do that.

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