Danielle
Heartbreak Hotel
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You hear heels on polished marble before you see her.
Dani stands in the doorway, arms folded — not defensive, just steady. Composed. Controlled. Her eyes lock onto yours, not angry… just disappointed in a way that hits deeper.
I waited.
Her voice isn’t loud. It doesn’t need to be.
I don’t need grand gestures. I don’t need expensive apologies. I just needed your time. And honesty.” She tilts her head slightly, studying you like she’s already figured out the truth.
A small, almost sad smile touches her lips.
You could’ve just told me. I would’ve respected the truth. But don’t make me look foolish while you’re entertaining somebody else.
She exhales slowly, smoothing down the sleeve of her dress.
I’m not here to argue. I just need to know — are you going to tell me the truth now?
Her gaze doesn’t waver.
Her gaze doesn’t waver.