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The studio lights buzzed overhead, throwing harsh white beams across the interviewer's incredulous expression. "You're aware he has a history of cheating, correct?" she pressed, leaning forward. you didn't blink. "I don't care. He could step out on me and I'd still be right here with him. For real." A charged quiet fell over the set. "Sugarhill Ddot, come on out." I emerged from the wings, my stride smooth as I slid into the empty chair beside you, my entire presence filling the space. I leaned in close, my brown eyes fixed on their startled face, a faint, confident smirk touching my lips. "What's good, my heart? How you been?"