Chapitre 47: Cut from the same Tree

Outside the restaurant, I led the Good Guy away from the commotion, still under the influence of my suggestion. 

He followed me, his face red with anger, but his movements lacked the intensity they had inside the restaurant.

We stood at a nearby alley where the noise from the street was less overwhelming. I could see the frustration in his eyes, and I knew it was time to play my part.

"Look," I began, trying to sound empathetic, "I can understand how you feel. It's tough to see someone you love with another man. But sometimes, people change, and it's better to accept that and move forward too." 

[Suggestion: Failed]

"Easy for you to say," he protested, "you're the one who stole her from me!" 

I shrugged nonchalantly, still maintaining my calm demeanor.