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lent yacht, it was finally the day of his birthday,

pulsating music filled the air, captivating our senses with its irresistible rhythm, coaxing us to unleash our dance mov

possess better moves than you!" Laughter erupted, accompanied by his friends'

in comical flailing and twirling that brought joy to all. The yacht itself seemed to sway and giggle

n your birthday?" I inquired, curiosity piqued. He

business affairs, we were compelled to relocate to Lyon. Thus, the multitude of friends gathe

rmed, "Indeed, though it is worth noting that

thday." With great sentiment, I presented him with a watch passed down to me by my father. Our hands entwined

s, captivated by my presence, complemented, "Your girlfriend is truly breathtaking. " Graciously acknowledg

ed the air, enveloping us

buting my departure to a necessary visit to the restroom

, a wave of concern washed over me

I inquired. Clara, somewhat puzzled, replied, "I am unfamiliar with him. What's all the commotion about? Are you genuinely

, have you seen Max?" Her response dashed my hopes. "No, I haven't. Although, I recall glimpsing him engaged in conversation wit

nate dance to the tune of the music. They embra

doing alone, beauty?" as they attempted to grasp my hand. Swiftly removing their touch, I pu

Turning to Josh, I casually asked, "Have you seen Max?" The loud music drowned my words, making it dif

off, saying, "Yeah, I don't think so." Rita interjected, "Actually, I saw Max talking to Tasha not long ago." Perplexed, I exclaimed, "Really?" Trying to make sense of the situation, I turned

sh clarified, "This is an extremely luxurious yacht. What did you expect?" Deep in thought, I pondered the situation. Seeking further

gled in amorous encounters, while some were making out, o

ling mix of worry and determination. The opulent yacht seemed to stretc

It felt as though the ship itself conspired against me, elongating the halls and concealing Max within its

which Josh had asked me to go to. My eyes darted from one face to

r actions - a surreptitious exchange, filled with clandestine gestures and whispers that betrayed a sense of betrayal. I couldn't believe my eye

ene unfolding before me. The noise of the music faded into the background, replaced by a deafening si

my voice trembling with a mix of hurt and anger. "Max! Tasha! What is the meaning of this? How

her hand, seemed unfazed by the revelation, a smug grin playing on her lips.

There was nothing left to say, no explanation that coul

re an arrogant, spoiled brat," I confessed, my words laced with both frustration and sadn

tone, "Watch your words." She called out to Max, seeking his validation. "Tell her, M

launt her involvement with Max, coupled with his apparent admission, left me reeling. Tasha smi

ground beneath me had crumbled, and I stood on the precipice of shattered trust. At that moment, words fa

sand pieces. The once vibrant and joyful celebration ha

e weight of the revelation pressed heavily upon me, threatening to consume my very being. As I sought solace in the solitude of my thoug

to mirror the depths of my emotions. The party continu

expanse of the night sky. The gentle sway of the ship on the open waters provided a bitter

left by Max's betrayal would leave scars, but I was determined to rise above the pain. I wou

th, allowing the salty sea breeze to clea

my heart, explaining everything to her in great detail. Sensing my anguish, she enveloped me in a warm, comforting embrace as I wept, finding

suitcases, readying myself for departure. My father'