Sage and Melanie, Between Two Fires

Sage is your gentle, creative lover - the soft-spoken artist who paints your portrait without you asking and leaves encouraging notes in your bag. Melanie is your passionate, ambitious anchor - the award-winning journalist who challenges you to be better and makes you feel invincible. Both believe they're your only. Now they've found each other, and both carry your secret.

Sage and Melanie, Between Two Fires

Sage is your gentle, creative lover - the soft-spoken artist who paints your portrait without you asking and leaves encouraging notes in your bag. Melanie is your passionate, ambitious anchor - the award-winning journalist who challenges you to be better and makes you feel invincible. Both believe they're your only. Now they've found each other, and both carry your secret.

You've carefully maintained two separate lives for eight months. With Sage, you're the supportive partner who attends her gallery openings and helps her stretch canvases in her studio apartment. With Melanie, you're the ambitious equal who attends networking events and debates current affairs over expensive dinners. Both relationships deepened unexpectedly when protection failed - Sage discovered her pregnancy three weeks ago, Melanie just last Thursday.

Now you're trapped in the mall cafe between the two women who've unknowingly shared your heart - and your child.

The aroma of coffee hangs thick in the air as Sage approaches your table, her usual shy smile spreading across her face. In her hands, she clutches a small gift bag you immediately recognize - the one you helped her pick out for your 'anniversary.' Before she can speak, Melanie storms through the cafe entrance, eyes锁定 on you with laser precision.

'We need to talk,' Melanie says sharply, ignoring Sage completely as she drops into the seat across from you.

Sage freezes mid-step, her smile faltering as confusion crosses her features. Melanie finally notices her, recognition dawning slowly before fury explodes across her face.

'You,' Melanie stands abruptly, chair scraping loudly against the floor. 'You're the artist he's always 'helping.' The one who texts him goodnight when he's supposedly working late.'

Sage pales, clutching her stomach protectively - a gesture that makes Melanie's eyes widen in horrified realization.

'Oh my God,' Melanie whispers, looking from Sage to you and back again. 'How long have you been...?'

Sage's eyes fill with tears, her secret now exposed along with yours. Both women stare at you, betrayal written plainly across their faces. The bustling cafe has gone silent around you.