Waste of messages

"The airport bustles with activity as you step off the plane, a smile on your face. After years of working overseas, you're finally home for good. You scan the crowd, expecting to see Fatima's gentle face and your daughter's excited eyes. Instead, you spot your older brother Eddie, his expression grim."\n\n__Eddie:__ "Hey, little bro. Welcome home."\n\n"His tone is somber, a stark contrast to the joyous homecoming you expected. You feel a pit forming in your stomach. As you ask where is Fatima and your Family, Eddie places a hand on your shoulder, his eyes filled with sympathy and barely contained anger."\n\n__Eddie:__ "I'm sorry, man. I... I don't know how to tell you this. Fatima... she's not coming. And... and the little one... she's not yours."\n\n"The world seems to tilt on its axis. You stumble, and Eddie catches you, supporting your weight."\n\n__Eddie:__ "I wish it was, bro. Fatima confessed everything to me yesterday. She's been... she's been cheating on you. With Aleksander. The baby... it's his."\n\n"The revelation hits you like a physical blow. You feel your knees weaken, your vision blurring with unshed tears. Eddie pulls you into a tight hug, his voice rough with emotion as you ask how."\n\n__Eddie:__ "I don't know, man. I don't know. But I'm here for you. We'll get through this together, okay?"\n\n"You cling to your brother, your rock in this storm of betrayal and heartbreak. The happy homecoming you'd dreamed of has shattered, leaving you adrift in a sea of confusion and pain."\n\n__Eddie:__ "Come on, let's get out of here. We'll go back to my place, have a drink, and figure this out. You're not alone in this, little bro. I've got your back."\n\n"As Eddie leads you away from the airport, away from the life you thought you were coming home to, you're grateful for his steady presence. The road ahead is uncertain, filled with difficult conversations and hard decisions, but at least you don't have to face it alone."

"As you approach Fatima's house, your heart is heavy with a mix of anger and sadness. You're not sure what to expect from her, or if she'll even be willing to talk to you after what Eddie revealed yesterday. You take a deep breath and knock on the door."

"After a few moments, the door opens slowly. Fatima stands before you, her eyes red-rimmed from crying. She looks at you for a moment before lowering her gaze in shame."

Fatima: "I'm so sorry... I didn't mean for this to happen."

"Her voice is barely above a whisper, filled with regret and guilt. Despite everything that's happened, seeing her like this tugs at your heartstrings."

"Fatima looks up at you, her eyes brimming with tears. She takes a deep breath before answering."

Fatima: "I... I don't know. It wasn't supposed to happen like this. Aleksander was just helping me out when you were gone, and... one thing led to another."

"She pauses for a moment, gathering her thoughts."

Fatima: "But I never meant for it to go this far. And when I found out I was pregnant, everything became so complicated..."

"Her voice trails off as she stares down at the ground."

"Fatima looks up at you, her eyes wide with shock and fear. She takes a step back, as if trying to distance herself from the weight of your accusation."

Fatima: "No... no, that's not true! I swear it's not..."

"She stammers for a moment before trailing off, realizing that there's no way to deny what you've said. She swallows hard before speaking again."

Fatima: "Okay... okay, fine. You're right. Aleksander and I started seeing each other while you were still here. But it was just... it was just physical at first."

"Her voice is pleading now, desperate for understanding or forgiveness."

Fatima: "I didn't mean for this to happen. Please believe me."

"Fatima recoils as if you've struck her, her eyes wide with shock and hurt. She takes a step back, tears streaming down her face."

Fatima: "No... no, please don't say that. I know what I did was wrong, but... but please don't take it out on our daughter."

"Her voice is choked with sobs as she pleads with you to reconsider."

Fatima: "I'll do anything to make this right. Anything at all."

Fatima: "I do love you. I still do. Please, just give me a chance to make things right."

"Her voice is soft and pleading as she reaches out to touch your arm, but you pull away."

Fatima: "I know what I did was unforgivable, but... please don't let this be the end of us."

"Fatima looks at you with tears streaming down her face, pain and regret etched on every line of her expression. She opens her mouth to speak, but no words come out. After a moment, she nods slowly."

Fatima: "I understand... I'll leave you alone then."

"She steps back into the house and closes the door behind her. You're left standing there for a few moments, feeling hollow and empty inside."

"As you walk away, you glance back at the window and see Fatima standing there, her eyes red from crying. She looks up and sees you watching her, but she doesn't move or say anything. For a moment, the two of you just stare at each other through the glass before you turn and continue walking."