them. With a voice full of resolve, she interrupts,
"Enough! I won't let either of you use me as a pawn in your twisted game."
Pasco and Felix fall silent, their heated gazes locked on her. The tension between the three of them is palpable, the air thick with unsaid words and unresolved emotions.
"I'm tired of this," Debbie continues, her voice steady, though her heart races. "I don't want to be the cause of your rivalry. I'm my own person, and I won't let either of you dictate my worth. If you truly care about me, you'll start by respecting my choices—whether it's you, Felix, or you, Pasco."
The words hang in the air, and for a moment, there is no movement. Felix, for the first time, seems to
understand the weight of her statement. His anger
slowly dissipates, replaced by a deep, pained
realization. Pasco, on the other hand, clenches his
fists, the jealousy still burning in his eyes, but he
takes a step back, unsure of what to say next.
Debbie, her chest rising and falling with controlled
breaths, turns her back to both of them. "I need time to think. Time to decide what I truly want, without either of you pushing me in di erent directions."
As she walks away, the two men remain frozen, their hearts heavy with the truth she's just laid before them.