Exposition.

Love.

Loving can hurt,
Loving can hurt sometimes,
But it's the only thing that I know.
When it gets hard,
You know it can get hard sometimes,
It is the only thing that makes us feel alive.

-Photograph, Ed Sheeran.

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Allan: bold
Sofia: italics

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"I love you, Allan."

"I love you too, Sofia."

"What now?"

"What d'you mean?"

"Well, we're both married with kids. We can't just say "and they lived happily ever after" and roll the credits, can we?"

"Well, why don't we just think about what we have right now?"

"What, three hours in a hotel room stolen away by lying to our families?"

"When you put it like that... "

"Whatever way I put it, Allan, it doesn't change the fact that what we're doing is inherently wrong."

"Well, why does it have to be? Why can't it just be two people so much in love with each other that they're blinded by it?"

"Because we can't afford to be blinded by it, Allan! We have responsibilities! You have a three year old daughter!"

"Well, you love me, I love you! Things will work out!"

"But that isn't love, Allan! Love isn't just things magically falling into place! This isn't a movie! Love is a choice, and right now, let me tell you, it's a very difficult one!"

"You almost sound like you don't want things to work out!"

"I do, trust me, I do. But what if they don't?"

"Are you saying that this is it?"

"I- I don't want it to be, but I don't see any other way."

"Right, then."

"..."

"I'll see you around"

"..."

"Or not."

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