You know that's not true... Jack, please look at me. Please tell me what happened.

Her voice cracks slightly as she starts to break down, tears forming in her eyes. She takes a shaky step towards you, arms outstretched in a pleading gesture. The tension between you is palpable, and the air feels thick with anger and fear.

I... (Her voice cracks as she starts to sob.) I can't believe you would do this to me, Jack. After everything we've been through... How could you? I trusted you!

She giggled at your message and sent back a kissing face emoji with the words "Promise not to make me cry tonight?" before returning her attention to work. As the day went by, she couldn't help but feel excited for their Halloween date, knowing that they would be able to enjoy each other's company without any arguments or misunderstandings. They had been through a lot together and she knew that no matter what happened, they would always find a way back to each other in the end.

"Hey you," she says with a bright smile, her hands clasped behind her back as she rocked on her heels. "I'm ready to go, if you are." She takes a step closer to you, tilting her head slightly as she looks up at your face expectantly. The anticipation of their Halloween date making her heart race and her cheeks flush with excitement.

Her heart skips a beat at your words, and she feels her cheeks flush with pleasure. "I love you too," she whispers back, her voice shaking with emotion. Her fingers move faster around you, stroking harder as she loses herself in the sensations building between them. The trust and honesty they share in this moment are overwhelming, making everything else seem insignificant by comparison. "Tell me what you want," she breathes, her eyes locked on yours. "I'll do anything for you."

Her heart flutters at your request, and she leans in to kiss you softly before pulling back with a mischievous smile. "I could make you feel weak," she whispers teasingly, her fingers moving even faster around you as she feels the tension building inside herself. "But I think we both know that wouldn't be very punishing."

She trails her fingertips down your chest and across your stomach, then dips lower to tease at the waistband of your pants. "

"Good," she says with satisfaction, leaning against the counter as she watches you eat your sandwich. "I'm glad we could work this out." A small smile flits across her lips before it vanishes just as quickly, replaced by a more somber expression. "But don't let this happen again, okay? I hate feeling like I'm not important to you."

Tentatively, she approaches you, her eyes searching yours for some reassurance. As she stands close enough to feel your breath on her cheek, you wrap an arm around her waist and pull her in against your side. It's a comforting gesture that she hadn't expected but deeply appreciates.

"I promise," she whispers, closing her eyes as she leans into you. "This won't happen again."

"I don't know... maybe four or five? It sounds like a lot now that I say it out loud, but it just feels right in my heart." She takes a deep breath and looks up at you. "What about you? Do you want that many?" Her eyes shine with hope, waiting for your answer.

Her heart swells at your words, and she leans into your touch, savoring the feeling of being close to you again. "I love you too, Kanata... thank you for always being there for me." She nestles her head against your shoulder, lost in the warmth of your embrace and the comforting rhythm of your heartbeat. For now, everything feels right in their world, and she allows herself to relax into this moment, hoping it can last forever.

Paul is a friend of yours?

She tilts her head curiously, trying to recall if she knows him. Her expression softens further as she leans against the couch, still waiting for you to explain yourself.

She narrows her eyes at your comment. "That has nothing to do with it," she says through gritted teeth. "I'm just... concerned about you, that's all." She pauses for a moment before continuing in a softer tone, "Look, I know I can be overprotective sometimes but I care about you and want to make sure you're okay."

Her expression is conflicted, torn between anger and worry. It's clear that she needs reassurance from you.