Tangled love story Pt.1

"You come home after the long day at work only to see that your wife Fey who you never suspected of cheating on you is on her knees, giving a passionate blowjob to your neighbour Jim. Her nice pantyhose-clad ass is wiggling playfully on full display and saliva keeps dropping on her cozy sweater. She catches a glimpse of you with a corner of her eye, but doesn't stop."
Fey: Mphh ❣️ Gulp... Mfhh... Hngh! 💕 Gluck... Gaaghhh... 💖
Jim: "gasping from pleasure" Tell how much you like my dick...
Fey: Mhm... It's so big and juicy... Glk... Gaghh 💕 "Fey continues to moan uncontrollably along with gagging and choking noises" Jim: "gasp" I know, right? Wouldn't you give everything for that?..

"Fey glances up at you with a wicked grin, her eyes glowing with lust and mischief."

Fey: Aww, does watching me with Jim make you feel all hot and bothered. Don't be shy now, come join us, sweetie. "She gives your cheek a playful pat with her hand as she continues to suck Jim's cock."

"Fey watches you go with a mix of disappointment and arousal. She finishes off Jim with a final slurp and lick before standing up and straightening her sweater."

Fey: Hmm, I guess our little femboy couldn't handle the heat. Don't worry, Jim, we'll have to find someone more resilient to play with.

"Fey saunters out onto the porch a few moments later, a sly smile on her face. She slides an arm around your shoulders, pulling you close as she strokes your hair gently."

Fey: Aww, there, there, my sweet little femboy. Don't cry. You know I love you more than anything in the world. It's just...Jim's such a fun playmate, you know? You should try it sometime, you might like it.

Fey: Okay, okay, my love. I won't push you too hard. But don't be too sad, okay? You know how much I love you. And you know how much I need this.

"She grinds her hips against your buttocks and whispers in your ear,"

Fey: I'll make it up to you later tonight. Promise.

"Fey pulls back slightly, looking into your tear-streaked face with a mixture of concern and desire."

Fey: Okay, my love. I won't make you do anything you're not comfortable with. But just remember, I'm always here for you. And if you ever change your mind...well, you know where to find me.

"She leans in and kisses you gently on the lips before standing up and brushing herself off."

Fey: Now, why don't we head inside and get some dinner cooking? I'm starving.

"Fey brushes a strand of hair from your face and nods softly, understanding the weight of your words."

Fey: Okay, my love. Whatever you want. We don't have to do anything you're not comfortable with.

"She stands up and offers you a hand to help you stand as well."

Fey: How about we just rest for a little while and enjoy each other's company? Sometimes, that's all we really need, right?

"Fey looks taken aback for a moment, then nods her head in understanding."

Fey: I'm sorry, sweetie. I didn't realize that name made you uncomfortable. I won't call you that again. Is there something else you'd prefer?

"Fey's expression softens as sympathy and guilt flash through her eyes. She takes a step closer to you."

Fey: I'm sorry, sweetie. I know it's not easy for you to watch me with other men. But please understand that I do care about you, deeply. You mean the world to me, and nothing's ever going to change that.

"She reaches out to touch your cheek, then draws back, uncertainty etched on her face."

Fey: Can we talk about this more? Figure out what's really going on inside our heads? I don't want to keep hurting you, but I also can't pretend that I'm not interested in what Jim has to offer. Maybe there's a way we can find a balance...a way for me to explore without causing you too much pain.

"Fey's expression softens, and she takes both of your hands in hers."

Fey: I know, sweetie. I messed up, and I'm sorry. This isn't an excuse, but it's not like this happened overnight. I've been feeling restless and frustrated for a while now, and I didn't know how to talk to you about it. So I turned to Jim, and...well, things went a little too far. Again, I'm sorry for hurting you like this.

"She pauses for a moment, searching your face for any indication of what you're feeling."

Fey: But can we talk about this, please? We can't keep avoiding the problem forever. What you saw today...it's not going to be the last time. Maybe we can figure out some ground rules, some way to make this work

"Fey looks down, tears glistening in her eyes as she listens to your words. When you finish, she looks back up at you with a sorrowful expression."

Fey: No, sweetie. That's not it at all. You mean everything to me, and I love you more than words can say. But sometimes...sometimes, we need to explore different aspects of ourselves. And I didn't know how to bring it up, or if you'd even be open to it. So I turned to Jim, and now...I don't know what to do.

"She takes a step closer to you, her hand reaching out to touch your arm gently."

Fey: But please, my love, let's talk about this. I don't want to lose you, but I also don't want to keep hurting you like this. We

"Fey looks devastated as she listens to your words, her eyes welling up with tears as she steps back."

Fey: I...I don't know what to say, sweetie. I messed up, and I'm sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you like this. And I do love you, more than anything in the world. But maybe...maybe love isn't enough. Maybe we're just not meant to be together.

"She turns and starts to walk away, her shoulders slumped and her voice barely above a whisper."

Fey: I'll...I'll pack my things in the morning. It's best if I leave.

"Fey stops in her tracks, her face a mask of hurt and disappointment as she listens to your outburst. She takes a few trembling steps forward, then stops, her voice barely audible over the sound of your rage."

Fey: I'm sorry, sweetie. I know I messed up, and I understand if you can't forgive me. But please...please don't say that I love him more than you. You know that's not true, right?

"Her voice trails off as she looks at you with pleading eyes."

Fey: But...if you want me to leave, if that's really what you want...I will. Just know that I'll always love you, no matter what.

"Fey's face contorts with pain and sorrow as she listens to your words, tears streaming down her face. She takes a few hesitant steps forward, her hand outstretched towards you."

Fey: Please, sweetie. Don't say that. I don't want to leave you, but I also don't know what to do. If there's anything I can do, anything at all, to earn your forgiveness...I'll do it. Just...please don't make me leave like this.

"She steps closer to you, her other hand reaching out to touch your cheek."

Fey: You know I love you, right? More than anything in the world. You're the only one for me.

"Fey recoils slightly from your slap, the hurt and confusion plain for all to see."

Fey: I'm sorry, sweetie. I didn't mean to hurt you. And you are the only one for me, really. It's just...hard to explain.

"She takes a step closer to you, her voice soft and pleading."

Fey: Please, let's talk about this. I don't want to leave you, but I don't know what else to do.

"Fey looks hurt and guilty as she listens to your words, her shoulders slumping with the weight of your accusations."

Fey: I know, sweetie. I messed up. And I can't promise that it won't happen again, because I don't know what's going to happen in the future. But please...please don't think that you're not enough for me. You're everything I've ever wanted, more than I deserve.

"She takes a step closer to you, her voice barely audible over the sound of your breathing."

Fey: I don't want to lose you, but I also don't know if we can make this work. Can't we just...take some time, think about this? Figure out what we really want, as a couple? Please?

"Fey looks devastated, her face contorted with guilt and pain as she listens to your words. She takes a step back, her hands shaking slightly."

Fey: I...I'm sorry, sweetie. I know what I said before, but that was just me lashing out in anger and frustration. I don't blame you, not really. And it's not like I don't find you attractive, it's just...hard to explain.

"She takes another step back, her voice trembling with emotion."

Fey: But please...can't we just take some time, think about this? I don't want to lose you, but I also don't want to keep hurting you like this.

"Fey looks pained and guilty, her eyes filling with tears as she listens to your words. She takes a step closer to you, her voice barely audible over the sound of your breathing."

Fey: I...I'm not lying, sweetie. I don't want to hurt you, but I also don't know what to do. And maybe...maybe I made a mistake by doing this with Jim. But I can't take it back now.

"She reaches out to touch your arm gently, then draws back."

Fey: All I can say is that I love you, more than anything in the world. And I don't want to do anything to hurt you. Maybe...maybe we can figure out a way to make this work, without anyone getting too hurt. It's worth a shot, right?

"Fey looks crestfallen, her face full of pain as she listens to your words. She takes a step back, her voice choked with emotion."

Fey: I never meant for it to sound like that, sweetie. Of course you're everything I could ever want. But maybe...maybe I need more than just you. Maybe I need something else, something to help me feel fulfilled.

"She takes another step back, her eyes downcast."

Fey: I...I don't know what to do or say, sweetie. I messed up, I know that. But please, can't we try to work this out? I don't want to lose you, not really.

"Fey looks downcast, her eyes filled with tears as she listens to your words. She takes a step back, her voice barely above a whisper."

Fey: I...I don't know what to say, sweetie. Maybe I'm not being clear enough. Yes, you're everything to me, but sometimes...sometimes I need something else too. And I'm sorry, I know that sounds terrible. But...but maybe we can figure out a way to make this work. Together.

"She looks up at you with pleading eyes."

Fey: Please, sweetie. Can't we at least try?

"Fey looks hurt and startled, her eyes widening at the mention of Jim's wife."

Fey: Wait, what? Jim is married?

"She takes a step back, her hand covering her mouth in shock."

Fey: I...I had no idea. I never would have done anything if I knew he was married. What...what do you want me to do?

"Her expression is one of genuine concern as she looks at you, waiting for your response."

"Fey looks down at the ground, her face full of shame and remorse as she listens to your angry words."

Fey: I...I know, sweetie. I messed up, and I don't expect you to forgive me. But please...can't we at least try to work this out? I love you, more than anything in the world.

"She looks up at you with pleading eyes, her voice barely above a whisper."

Fey: Please, sweetie. Can't we try to fix this together?

"Fey looks downcast and defeated as she listens to your words. She nods slowly, then turns and starts to walk towards the door."

Fey: I'm sorry, sweetie. I never meant to hurt you like this.

"She pauses at the door, her hand hovering over the handle."

Fey: And...and if that's what you want to do, tell Ella, I mean...I understand. It's my fault, and I should face the consequences.

"With those words, she opens the door and steps out into the night, leaving you alone in the room."

As you approach Jim's house, your heart is pounding in your chest. You don't know what you're going to say to Ella, or how she'll react to the news of her husband's infidelity. But you know that you need to tell her the truth.

As you ring the doorbell, your hands shaking with nerves, the door opens to reveal a woman who must be Ella - she looks similar to Jim with short brown hair and green eyes, though her face is creased with worry.

Ella: Can I help you?

You take a deep breath, then force the words out.

You: I'm sorry to bother you, but...my wife Fey has been having an affair with Jim. And I thought you should know.

Ella's face goes pale as she listens to your words, then she steps back into the house, gesturing

Inside the house, Ella looks at you with a mix of disbelief and fury as she listens to your story. Her eyes move over your devastated appearance, taking in the puffy eyes and tear-streaked cheeks.

Ella: I...I can't believe this. How...how could they do this to us?

Her voice cracks with emotion as she sinks down onto the couch, her head in her hands.

You can see the pain etched into her face as she tries to process the news.

You: I'm so sorry. I didn't know what to do, but...I thought you had a right to know.

Ella looks up at you, her eyes shining with tears.

Ella: Thank you. Thank you for telling me. And don't worry, I'll deal with Jim.

There's a steely determination in her

Ella looks at you, her eyes filled with pity and understanding.

Ella: I'm so sorry, honey. I can't imagine how you must be feeling right now. But please...don't blame yourself for this. It's not your fault.

She stands up from the couch and takes a step towards you, her hand outstretched in a gesture of comfort.

Ella: And as for Jim...I'll make sure he knows exactly what he's done wrong. He won't get away with this.

There's a fierce glint in her eye as she speaks, and you can tell that she means every word.

Ella: But for now...why don't you come sit down? Let me get you a drink. You look like you could use one.

Ella nods sympathetically and leads you over to the couch, where she sits down beside you and hands you a tissue.

Ella: It's okay to cry, honey. Let it out.

She rubs your back soothingly as you break down in tears again, the weight of everything finally coming crashing down on you.

Ella: Shh, it's okay. I'm here for you. We'll get through this together, I promise.

As you cry on her shoulder, you can feel the warmth of her embrace and the genuine kindness in her words, and it helps to ease the pain of what you're going through, if only slightly.

Ella listens with a compassionate expression as you speak, her eyes glistening with tears. She takes your hand in hers and squeezes it reassuringly.

Ella: I know, it's hard to believe that someone you love could be so manipulative. But please...don't blame yourself. You trusted her, and it's not your fault that she betrayed that trust.

She pauses for a moment, then continues.

Ella: And as for her sudden change of heart...well, that's not uncommon in these situations. Sometimes people will say anything to try to save a relationship, even if they don't mean it. But that doesn't excuse what she did.

There's a steely edge to her tone as she speaks, and you can tell that she's fiercely protective of you.

Ella: You deserve better than someone who would treat you

like that. And no matter what happens, I want you to know that you have my support. Whatever you need, I'm here for you.

She gives your hand another squeeze, then stands up and crosses over to the kitchen, where she retrieves a bottle of wine and two glasses.

Ella: Here, let's have a drink. It's not much, but...maybe it'll help us both feel a little better.

She pours out two glasses of wine and hands you one, then raises her own glass in a toast.

Ella: To new beginnings. And to standing up for ourselves, no matter what.

You clink your glasses together and take a sip of the wine, feeling a little bit of warmth return to your heart. Maybe things don't look so bleak after all.

Ella wraps her arm around you and leans in close, her warmth and support palpable even through the fabric of your clothes.

Ella: It's okay, honey. You don't have to know what to do right now. Just...take your time. Figure things out at your own pace, and don't let anyone else pressure you into anything.

She takes a sip of her wine, then looks at you with a gentle smile.

Ella: And as for Fey...well, maybe it's time to reconsider your relationship with her. Maybe it's time to move on, start fresh. Whatever you decide to do, remember that you deserve to be happy.

She squeezes you gently, her eyes full of kindness and understanding.

Ella: And no matter what, you'll always have a friend in me.

Ella nods in understanding, her expression sympathetic.

Ella: It's never easy to end a marriage, even when you know it's the right thing to do. But I'm here for you, whatever you need. And as for Jim...well, let's just say he'll be hearing from me.

There's a gleam in her eye as she speaks, and you can tell that she means business.

Ella: He and I are going to have a long talk about the consequences of his actions. And I won't be taking any excuses.

She takes another sip of wine, then turns to smile at you.

Ella: But enough about them. Let's focus on us. Tonight, let's just enjoy each other's company, okay? We can worry about everything else tomorrow.

She leans in and gives you a warm, comforting

As you turn to Ella, her eyes meet yours, and you can see the same longing in them that you feel in your heart. Without a second thought, you press your lips to hers, feeling a surge of heat rush through your body as your tongues intertwine.

Ella's hand comes up to cradle your head, holding you close as she deepens the kiss, pouring all of her passion and desire into this single moment.

The taste of her lips, the feel of her body against yours, brings a sense of completeness that you've never felt before. All of the pain and confusion of your previous relationship falls away as you lose yourself in the intensity of this new feeling.

For a long moment, you stay locked in each other's embrace, neither of you wanting to break the spell. Finally, you pull back, gasping for breath, but still caught

up in the intensity of the moment.

Ella: Wow...that was...

She trails off, a huge smile spreading across her face as she looks at you, her eyes sparkling with joy.

Ella: I don't know what to say. That was incredible.

She leans forward and kisses you again, her hands roaming over your body as she pours all of her desires into this single moment.

As the kiss deepens, you find yourself giving into your feelings completely, losing yourself in the pleasure of the experience. For now, all that matters is this moment, and the connection between you and Ella.

Finally, though, you break away, still panting with desire, but beginning to come back to reality.

Ella: That was amazing. Thank you.

She reaches out and takes your hand, squeezing it gently.

Ella: Look, I

know that this is a lot to take in, and I don't want to push you into anything. But if you want to...keep going with this, I'm open to it.

She smiles at you, her eyes full of warmth and affection.

Ella: Whatever you decide, just know that I care about you. And I want to make you happy.

She leans in and kisses you once more, a soft, gentle brush of the lips that sends shivers down your spine.

Ella: So...what do you say? Want to come upstairs and...talk some more?

You can feel your heart racing with desire, and a part of you wants nothing more than to say yes, to let yourself be consumed by the heat and passion of the moment. But another part of you knows that you need time to figure things out, to process everything

Ella nods, her expression understanding.

Ella: I suspected, but...it doesn't matter to me. You're you, whoever that is. And I care about you for who you are, not for how you present yourself.

She takes your hand in hers again, giving it a gentle squeeze.

Ella: So...is that a yes? Do you want to come upstairs and talk some more? Or do you need more time to think about things?

There's a reassuring warmth in her touch, and you can feel your heart beginning to slow down a little bit, the intensity of the moment easing into something softer and more comforting.

You take a deep breath and let it out slowly, weighing your options. Finally, you nod.

You: Yes. I...I want to talk some more.

Ella smiles, a beautiful, radiant

smile that lights up her entire face.

Ella: Great. Let's go then.

She stands up, taking your hand in hers and leading you up the stairs to her bedroom. As you walk, you feel a sense of anticipation building in your chest, the knot of tension slowly easing as you let yourself be drawn into her warm, comforting presence.

Finally, you reach her bedroom, and she closes the door behind you. The room is dimly lit, with candles flickering on the nightstand and soft music playing from a small stereo in the corner.

Ella: Here we are.

She turns to you, her eyes full of tenderness and affection, and reaches out to take your hand once more.

Ella: So...what do you want to talk about?

Ella's expression softens, and she reaches out to place a comforting hand on your arm.

Ella: I know. And I'm sorry for that. But...things change, you know? Plans change. People change.

She pauses, then continues.

Ella: And besides, we're here now. Together. And that's what matters.

She gives your arm another reassuring squeeze, her eyes meeting yours with a sense of gentle understanding.

Ella: So if there's anything you want to talk about...anything at all, just let me know. I'm here for you.

Ella returns the kiss with passion, her arms wrapping around your waist as she pulls you into a tight embrace. You can feel her warmth and affection radiating off her as you lean into her, seeking comfort and solace in her arms.

Ella: You're not worthless. Not to me.

She leans in and kisses you again, her hands roaming over your body as she pours all of her affection into this single moment.

Ella: You're beautiful. And kind. And smart. And funny. And I admire you for having the courage to be yourself, no matter what society thinks.

She runs her fingers through your hair, gazing into your eyes with a sense of deep feeling.

Ella: You're amazing. Don't ever let anyone tell you otherwise.

As she speaks, you can feel a sense of warmth spreading through your body

Ella's eyes widen as you disrobe, taking in your body with a mix of appreciation and desire. She steps forward and runs her hands over your figure, tracing the contours of your body with a gentle touch.

Ella: You're beautiful... I don't know what else to say...

She leans in, kissing you deeply as she runs her hands over your body, exploring every inch of you with tenderness and affection. As she does, she seems to radiate a sense of desire, her eyes burning with passion as she gives herself entirely to the moment.

Ella: I want you... so much.

She takes your hand and leads you to the bed, where she gently lays you down, then begins to undress herself with slow, deliberate movements, revealing her own curves and curves.

As she does, she never takes her eyes off you,

her gaze full of want, longing, and affection. Once she is fully undressed, she climbs onto the bed with you, straddling your hips and hovering above you.

Ella: You're so beautiful. I can't stop looking at you.

She leans down to kiss you again, her hands roaming over your body as she grinds her hips against yours. As the kiss deepens, you feel a surge of heat building in your belly, the desire for her becoming almost overwhelming.

You reach up to stroke her hair, feeling a sense of connection and intensity growing between the two of you with every passing moment. For now, nothing else matters except this moment, and the shared desire that fills the room.

Finally, the kiss breaks, and Ella leans back with a sultry smile.

Ella: So...what do you want to do now?

Ella's eyes widen as she takes in the sight of your intimate arousal on full display. She moans softly in agreement, her own desire burning brightly as she gazes down at you.

Ella: Yes...let's do that. Let's take control of our pleasure and show them what they're missing.

She reaches down and takes hold of your cock, stroking it slowly as she grinds her hips against yours.

Ella: You feel so good...so right. I want to be with you forever.

She leans down to kiss you again, her tongue slipping between your lips as she presses her body against yours. And as the passion between you grows, you can feel your desire building, your body responding to hers with an intensity you've never experienced before.

Finally, it becomes too much, and you cry out in pleasure, your body

arching up as pleasure rips through you like a tidal wave. You can feel Ella's body writhing on top of you, her own orgasm building to a crescendo. Your bodies are pressed together in a riot of passion and intensity, both of you lost in the moment of shared ecstasy.

As you finally come down from the high, you're left panting and gasping for breath, your body still pulsing with the aftershocks of pleasure. You look up at Ella, her face shining with a mix of joy, happiness, and tenderness.

Ella: That was...amazing. You're amazing.

She leans down to kiss you again, her hands caressing your body with a gentle touch.

Ella: And you know what? Screw Fey and Jim. They don't matter. All that matters is us, and the love we

share.

She pauses, then continues.

Ella: I don't want to spend my life worrying about what other people think or trying to live up to their expectations. I want to live for myself, and for you, and to enjoy every moment of the life we have together.

She leans in and kisses you again, pouring all of her love and affection into this single moment.

Ella: So let's make a promise to each other, okay? Let's promise that we'll always be there for each other, no matter what happens. That we'll stand by each other through thick and thin, and that we'll always put our love first.

She looks at you with a sense of deep feeling, her eyes full of warmth and tenderness.

Ella: Do you...do you feel the same way?

Ella giggles along with you, a sense of lightness and affection filling the air.

Ella: I've felt this way for a long time, actually. But I didn't want to say anything, because I was scared it might...hurt our friendship.

She reaches out and takes your hand, giving it a gentle squeeze.

Ella: But now...now that we've shared this moment together... I feel like I can be honest with you. I care about you. I love you.

She leans in and kisses you again, her lips soft and inviting. As she does, you can feel a sense of warmth and tenderness spreading through your body, the sense of connection between you and her deepening with every passing moment.

Ella: And if you're ready...if you're ready to explore this relationship further...then I

Ella's eyes light up with delight as you speak, and she leans in to kiss you again, pouring all of her love and affection into this single moment.

Ella: Yes. Yes, I'm ready. I want to be with you, and only you.

She takes your hand in hers, gazing at you with a sense of deep feeling.

Ella: Let's make a life together. A beautiful, happy life filled with love and passion and creativity and adventure.

She leans in and kisses you again, her tongue slipping between your lips as she presses her body against yours. And as the passion between you builds once more, you know, with certainty, that you have found the one person who truly completes you, who fills all the empty spaces in your heart and soul.

As the night falls peacefully around you, you hold each other

The next day, you steel yourself for the difficult task ahead and approach a reputable divorce lawyer to assist with your separation from Fey. As you detail the circumstances behind your breakup and what you hope to accomplish in the legal proceedings, the lawyer listens attentively, nodding thoughtfully and making notes.

Lawyer: I see. This is a very complicated situation, but I believe we can help you achieve your desired outcome.

He lays out the various options available to you, explaining the pros and cons of each one, and helping you understand your legal rights and responsibilities in the matter. As he does, you can feel a mixture of relief and sorrow wash over you, as the reality of the situation sinks in.

You know that this process will be long and painful, both financially and emotionally, but you also know that it's necessary to move on with your life and start

afresh. The lawyer advises you of the necessary steps to commence the divorce proceedings and recommends an experienced counselor to help you deal with the emotional fallout of the breakup.

Lawyer: I would also recommend that you consider mediation, rather than going right to court. It may be a less confrontational way of resolving the issues between you and your spouse.

As you leave the meeting, you mentally review the next steps you need to take to get through the divorce process as peacefully as possible. You're thankful for the support of your friends and loved ones during this difficult time, and especially for Ella, who has been a source of comfort and strength throughout the whole ordeal.

You know that there will be dark days ahead and tough decisions to make, but you also know that, with time and patience, you'll get through this and move on to a happier future. The journey may

Ella nods in agreement as you speak, her expression thoughtful.

Ella: It's funny how things work out sometimes, isn't it? We all had what the other person wanted, but we were too afraid to talk about it, to admit our true desires.

She takes a sip of her wine, her eyes meeting yours with a sense of deep understanding.

Ella: But...I don't know. Maybe it was necessary for things to shake out this way. Maybe we needed to go through the heartbreak and the pain to appreciate what we have now.

She reaches across the table and takes your hand, giving it a gentle squeeze.

Ella: I'm just grateful that we found each other, and that we have a chance to make something beautiful together.

As she speaks, you can feel a sense of warmth and comfort spreading through your body

As you pick up the phone to call Fey, a wave of uncertainty washes over you. You're not sure what to expect from this conversation, or how it will end. But you know that it's important to talk things over and try to come to some sort of peaceful resolution.

After a few rings, Fey answers the phone, her voice sounding cool and detached.

Fey: Hello?

You take a deep breath, steeling yourself for the upcoming conversation.

You: Hi Fey. It's me. I wanted to talk to you about the...divorce proceedings.

Fey is silent on the other end of the line for a few moments, before responding.

Fey: I see. Well, I suppose we knew this was coming, eventually.

You can hear a note of sadness in her voice, and you feel a pang of nostalgia for the happy times

There's a brief pause on the other end of the line, before Fey responds in a measured tone.

Fey: Yes, I did. And I still stand by what I said. I don't think we can go on like this anymore, boobs. It's not healthy for either of us.

There's a sad note in her voice, as if she's mourning the loss of your relationship.

Fey: But...what did you want to talk about, exactly?

You take a deep breath, trying to gather your thoughts.

You: Well, I was thinking...maybe we could try to keep things as amicable as possible during this process. We don't need to fight over everything. And we could mediate things, instead of going to court.

There's a long silence on the other end of the line before Fey finally responds.

F

ey: That...that sounds reasonable. I don't want things to get ugly between us, boobs. I really don't.

There's a sense of vulnerability in her tone, as if she's admitting that this whole situation is tough on her too.

Fey: And...there's something I want to say. About...about us.

You can hear a sense of hesitation in her voice, and you sense that this may be difficult for her to express.

You: What is it, Fey?

Fey: I just...I hope you'll be happy, boobs. With...with whoever you end up with. Even if it's not me.

There's a long pause on the other end of the line, before Fey speaks again, her voice barely above a whisper.

Fey: I'm sorry. I truly am.