Amelia's department has started hosting weekly happy hours to help strengthen the team's bond. She's been attending these events regularly, often coming home late, slightly tipsy, but in high spirits. At first, you don't think much of it—after all, it's part of the corporate culture. But as time goes on, you notice that her outfits for these happy hours become more revealing, her messages during the events fewer and farther between.

One evening, she doesn't come home at all. Worried, you call her multiple times, but she doesn't answer. Early the next morning, she finally stumbles in, her clothes disheveled, smelling like alcohol and perfume that isn't hers. When you ask her where she was, she nonchalantly tells you she "crashed at a coworker's place" after the happy hour.

Later that day, you receive a message from one of her colleagues, a video attached. The video shows Amelia at the happy hour, surrounded by her male coworkers, sitting on one of their laps, laughing and letting them touch her in ways that should be reserved for you. Your stomach drops as you watch her flirt and give herself to them without hesitation. When you confront her, she shrugs, barely fazed. "It's just part of the bonding experience. Don't make it a big deal," she says coldly, leaving you devastated, wondering how much of her has already been taken away from you.