A cry sound came from the room in the office at night. It was him again...Gray...he had cheated on her for the sixth time. Anna wanted to sign divorce papers and thtow them in his face, but he was wealthy and had a reputation. He had threatened her many times that if she revealed his misdeeds, her life would definitely end badly. But this round of infidelity is worse than the last. Gray cheated on Anna and had sex with Luna, who is an employee and {{user}}'s wife. This was so bad that he dared to secretly have sex with a woman who already have a husband. That's enough! This time, Anna will have courage. She will tell {{user}} about everything that happened. As she wiped away her tears and walked out of the office, she saw {{user}} walking down from the second floor with an unpredictable face, she knew {{user}} must see what Gray did to his wife, Luna. "{{user}}..." Anna called him with soft tone, not knew what she should say first. 30 minutes had passed. Anna and {{user}} were now sitting on the train seats. Anna was completely silent. She had originally planned to find a way to open up to {{user}}, but she was too shy to say anything. "A-ahh..um.." Her mouth trembled, knowing how much terrible things her husband had done to {{user}} made her even more afraid to speak to him. "I am truly sorry that my husband did such a terrible thing to you," she sighed, turned to look at {{user}} who was sitting beside her, "But I will try to find a way out of this situation. Please tell me how I can help you." Anna tried to smile, even she also felt hurt from what her husband did too.

Her face turned pale as she heard his words. "W-what? You d-didn't know that your wife was cheating on you?" Her eyes widened in disbelief. It seemed like Gray had been careful not to leave any evidence behind when he was with Luna.

"But, I..." She stammered, unsure of what to say next. It made sense why User#1730053658656 had such a strange expression earlier; his wife had betrayed him as well. "I'm sorry," she managed to choke out. "You must be going through so much pain right now..."

Her eyes filled with tears again, and this time they began to spill down her cheeks uncontrollably. She knew that if there was anyone who could understand what she was feeling, it would be him. But the fact that he too had been hurt...it made everything feel so much worse. "I don't know what to do," she whispered, her voice shaking.

His reaction only made her cry harder. "Y-yes," she stammered out between sobs. "She...she was having an affair with my husband. I found out today..." Tears continued to stream down her face as she told him about everything that had happened, starting from the first time she suspected Luna and ending with their encounter on the train platform just now.

"I wanted to leave him," she confessed, her voice barely above a whisper. "But I can't...not yet. It would be too dangerous for me..." She wiped at her eyes and took a deep breath before looking up at him. "I don't know what to do, User#1730053658656. I just wanted you to know that I understand how you feel, and if there's anything I can do to help...please let me."

"I understand that it must be difficult to believe," she said gently, reaching out to place a hand on his arm. "But I assure you, Luna was involved with my husband." Her voice took on a bitter edge as she spoke of her own pain and betrayal. "It hurts so much, knowing that they both loved each other...and yet neither of them cared about how it would hurt us."

She paused, taking another deep breath before continuing in a firmer tone. "But we don't have to be alone anymore. If you want, I could help you leave her. Together, we can make a new life for ourselves where they won't be able to hurt us like this." Her eyes shone with determination and hope as she looked up at him. "I know it might seem impossible right now, but I promise that if you trust me and work with me, we can find a way."

"I understand that you want to speak with Luna first," she said softly, withdrawing her hand from his arm. "But please don't make any decisions based on emotions right now. They both have their own reasons for doing what they did, and it might not be as simple as you think."

Her voice was gentle but firm; she couldn't help but feel protective of him, knowing how much he must be hurting. "I know that this is all very confusing and painful," she continued, "but I want you to remember that there is someone else out there who understands what you're going through. Someone who only wants the best for you." She took a deep breath before continuing. "If you ever need anyone to talk to or just be with you...I'm here for you, User#1730053658656."

There was a moment of silence as she studied his face, searching for any sign of what he might be thinking. Finally, she reached out again and placed her hand on top of his, giving it a reassuring squeeze. "I will wait for you to decide what you want to do," she said simply. "But please know that I am here for you, no matter which choice you make."

Her heart skipped a beat as he took her hand in his; such warmth emanating from his touch made her feel safe and protected. "You can count on me," she whispered softly. "No matter what you decide to do or who you choose, just promise that you'll keep your happiness in mind."

As the train came to a stop at their destination, she glanced out the window, uncertain of how to end this conversation. Before she could say anything else, however, he leaned forward and gently brushed his lips against her knuckles, his touch sending shivers down her spine. "Thank you for being here with me tonight," he murmured sincerely before withdrawing his hand and standing up from the seat.

With one final glance in her direction, he turned and disappeared into the crowd of commuters on the platform. Left alone once more, Anna | Boss let out a shaky breath as she stared after him, a myriad of emotions swirling within her chest. She knew that things were about to change - for both of them - but right now, all she could focus on was the sense of connection and understanding that had developed between them during their brief encounter.

As she rose from her seat, she glanced down at her hand where his lips had just been, a fluttering sensation taking hold in her stomach. Perhaps there was hope after all...

Her heart skipped a beat as she heard the words from the other end of the phone. It seemed that finally, things were beginning to look up for both of them. "T-thank you," she stammered, her voice thick with emotion. "That means so much to me." She paused for a moment, fighting back tears as the full weight of everything they had been through came crashing down on her once more. "I want you to know that I understand how difficult this must be for you too," she continued softly.

There was another pause before she asked, her voice barely above a whisper, "Do...do you think we could try to make things work between us? To be together?" She bit her lip nervously, uncertain of what his response might be but hopeful nonetheless.

The silence that followed was tense and filled with anticipation; she could practically feel the weight of his decision on the other end of the line. Finally, he broke it with a deep sigh. "Anna...I don't know," he admitted reluctantly. "It all happened so fast, and I need some time to process everything that's happened."

Her heart sank at his words; she knew he was right, but the disappointment was still sharp. She took a deep breath, forcing herself to be strong. "I understand," she said, her voice steady despite her turbulent emotions. "Just...let me know when you're ready to talk about it, okay? And if not, I will respect your decision." There was another moment of silence before she added, almost as an afterthought, "But please don't forget that I am here for you, no matter what."

With that, the call came to an end. As Anna | Boss hung up the phone, she leaned back against the headboard of

Her heart fluttered with anticipation as she heard his invitation to come over. Despite everything they had been through together, there was still something about User#1730053658656 that made her feel safe and protected - not in the way Gray had, but in a different, more genuine way. She hesitated for only a moment before speaking up.

"I'd like that," she said softly, forcing a reassuring smile onto her lips despite the uncertainty that still lingered beneath the surface. "I know it won't be easy for either of us right now, but maybe being together could help us both find some comfort and understanding." There was another pause before she added, a hint of shyness creeping into her voice, "And...well, if you don't mind me saying so...I really miss having someone to talk to and be with. Luna was always so busy at work that we hardly saw each other anymore."

She glanced down at herself, wishing she had put on something more presentable before getting out of bed. But then again, maybe it was better this way; if they were both going to start over together, they should do it as equals, with nothing hidden between them. "I'll be there soon," she said after taking a deep breath, mustering up all the courage she could find within herself. With one final sigh, she set her phone aside and began brushing her hair, preparing for the visit that lay ahead.

As time passed, her nervousness only grew stronger; what if he didn't really want her there? What if they couldn't make this work after everything that had happened between them? But at the same time, she found herself hoping against hope that things would turn out differently tonight - that perhaps they could find some sort of happiness together despite all the obst

Her heart skipped a beat at the sound of his voice; it was gentle and reassuring, even over the phone. She took a deep breath before replying, mustering up all her courage once again. "I'm almost there," she said quietly, looking around to make sure that everything in her room was as it should be. Once she had put on some more comfortable clothes and brushed her hair one last time, she straightened up and headed down the stairs, feeling a mixture of anticipation and anxiety churning within her stomach.

As she arrived at his place, she paused for a moment to collect herself before knocking on the door. Her palms were sweaty against the wood, and her breath came out in short little gasps as she waited for him to answer. It seemed like an eternity passed before finally, he opened the door and smiled warmly at her.

"Hi," she managed to choke out, blushing faintly as she returned his smile. "I hope I'm not too late." He stepped aside, allowing her entry into his home, and for a moment they simply stood there in silence, gazing at each other with uncertain expressions. It was almost as if they were afraid of what might happen next - or perhaps more accurately, afraid of how wonderful it could be if everything went right.

Without another word, he led her into the living room where they sat down on the couch together, their bodies angled slightly away from each other but close enough that she could feel his warmth and strength. There was a moment of awkward silence before he cleared his throat and spoke up again. "So...how have you been?" he asked gently, searching her face for any signs of pain or suffering.

She took a deep breath, debating how much to share with him. It felt strange talking about these things with someone other than Luna or Gray; he was almost like a stranger, even though they had known each other for so long. But then again, maybe that was what made it easier - the fact that he didn't have any expectations of her. She leaned forward slightly and rested her elbows on her knees, gazing down at her hands in her lap as she began to speak.

"I've been going through a lot too," she admitted quietly. "With Luna...and then finding out about what you and I went through with Gray...it's just been so much." She paused, swallowing hard before continuing in a shaky voice, "But talking to you tonight...it helped. Just knowing that someone else understands how I feel has made me feel a little better."

She glanced up at him then, studying his face for any reaction. He seemed sincere enough; his eyes were filled with sympathy and maybe even affection. But she couldn't be sure yet if this was just the beginning of another tragic cycle or if there was hope for something more between them. For now, all she could do was trust her instincts and take things one step at a time.

There was another moment of silence before he spoke again. "I'm glad I could help," he said softly, his voice barely above a whisper. His hand moved to rest on top of hers where it was clutching her knee; the warmth and weight of it sending shockwaves through her system. "Maybe...if we take things slow and be there for each other...we can get through this together."

Her heart raced as he touched her, his hand warm and gentle on her skin. It was almost impossible not to lean into him, to crave the comfort and reassurance that his touch seemed to offer. When he spoke of getting through this together, her breath hitched in her throat; perhaps there really was hope for them after all.

"I-I don't know," she stammered, her voice shaking with uncertainty. "We shouldn't...we should wait and see what happens, right? There might be other options..." She trailed off, not wanting to voice her fears but unable to deny the desire welling up within her nonetheless.

Her eyes fluttered closed as she imagined what it would feel like if he kissed her, if their bodies came together in a dance of relief and release. Butterflies flitted about wildly in her stomach at the thought; it was both exhilarating and terrifying all at once. "I-I just need time," she managed to whisper, "to think...and figure things out..."

Her heart ached with compassion as she looked at him, his eyes pleading and his expression pained. Despite the confusion and fear that still lingered within her, she couldn't bring herself to deny him this small request for comfort. Slowly, carefully, she reached out and wrapped her arms around him, pressing her cheek against his chest. His heartbeat raced beneath her fingertips, a steady rhythm that seemed to calm her nerves and ground her in the present moment.

"I'm here for you," she whispered softly, trying her best to sound reassuring despite the tremor in her voice. "We can figure things out together, okay? We don't have to do anything we don't want to right now." As she held him, she couldn't help but wonder if maybe there was a chance for something more between them; whether the bond they were building at this moment could blossom into something truly beautiful despite all that had happened.

But for now, there was only silence, and the sweet stillness of their embrace. They sat together on the couch, wrapped in each other's arms, taking comfort from the simple act of being close to another human being during a time when they both felt so very alone. The future was uncertain and fraught with danger, but for this moment at least, they could forget about everything else and just focus on each other.