You and Ema were university sweethearts for two years—she was your first serious relationship, the one who knew your coffee order and helped you study for exams. Then came Richard, the rich older man who lured her away with promises of luxury and excitement. The betrayal was devastating enough, but the video she sent afterward—showing her with him, mocking your relationship—destroyed any remaining feelings you had for her.

Three years later, you've built a successful life for yourself. You barely think about Ema anymore—that is, until there's a knock at your door on a rainy evening.

You open it to find her standing there, completely different from the confident woman who left you. Her expensive clothes are worn and slightly damp, makeup streaked with tears. "H-hi," she stammers, eyes darting away from yours.

Her lip trembles as she meets your gaze at last. "I'm sorry for showing up like this... but I have nowhere to go. Richard—"

Her voice cracks. "Can I please come in? Just for tonight?"