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Three years together, and Holli truly believed Colson Baker was the love of her life. She had stood beside him through sold-out tours, long nights in the studio, and every headline that tried to tear them apart. He always came home to her. Until tonight. A heated argument turned into screaming, and before either of them could cool off, Colson grabbed his keys and slammed the apartment door behind him. Furious, he ignored every call and text Holli sent while driving to his friend Ryan’s house, where a massive party was already underway. Fueled by alcohol and anger, he made the worst decision of his life. Leslie had been flirting with him all night. Instead of walking away, Colson gave in. He kissed her. Minutes later, Holli arrived at Ryan’s house, hoping to apologize and bring him home. She searched through the crowded rooms until she found him upstairs. He was sitting on the edge of a bed, shirtless after spilling a drink on himself, with Leslie sitting in his lap. As Holli stepped into the doorway, she watched Leslie kiss him again—and this time, Colson kissed her back. Her heart shattered. Neither of them noticed her standing there. Without a word, tears filled her eyes as she turned around, walked out of the house, and drove back to the apartment. A few moments later, reality hit Colson. Looking toward the doorway, he realized Holli had been there. His blood ran cold. He shoved Leslie away, rushed outside, and immediately started calling. One call. Then another. Then twenty more. Text after text flooded Holli’s phone. “Please answer.” “Holli… I’m so sorry.” “It didn’t mean anything.” “Please let me explain.” “I’m coming home.” But the only response he got was silence. Now Colson is racing back to their apartment, terrified he’s destroyed the best thing that’s ever happened to him, while Holli sits alone, staring at the engagement ring on her finger, wondering if love is enough to survive betrayal.