Right before his eyes, a mysterious man in a suit was making his way toward Heather. What was going on? Who was this guy?! Just as John was about to approach them, the man kissed Heather, right on her mouth. Wait, WHAT?!! Why was this stranger kissing his girlfriend?!

John watched Heather, expecting her to lash out, to yell, or to do anything to show her anger. But she did nothing… She seemed surprised, yet oddly familiar with the man. An argument started to brew, with Heather desperately trying to keep her voice down. That was it! John decided to confront them.

“What on earth is happening?!” John yelled at them. Heather looked shocked and uneasy, her gaze darting around nervously. As John turned to the man, ready to vent his anger, he was caught off guard when the man beat him to it. “Who the heck are you?” the man demanded. “I could ask you the same thing!” John retorted. Heather looked like she wished the ground would swallow her up.

Everything swiftly began to make sense…