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INT. EMKA'S APARTMENT - NIGHT

The apartment is sparsely furnished, a single lamp illuminating the central area. Empty takeout containers litter a coffee table. Emeka (30s), dressed in rumpled clothes, enters, his face etched with exhaustion. He carries a small, worn suitcase. He looks around the apartment, a flicker of confusion in his eyes.

EMKA (To himself) Ulimma? Is that… her car?

He approaches the window and peers out. A sleek, unfamiliar car is parked outside. He hesitates, then slowly opens the door. The apartment is unusually tidy. A faint scent of lilies hangs in the air.

He walks into the living room. A wedding photograph sits prominently on the mantelpiece. It shows Ulimma (30s), radiant in a white dress, standing beside a man – Christian (30s), Emeka's best friend, beaming beside her. Emeka stares at the photo, his breath catching in his throat.

A soft sound from the kitchen makes him turn. He sees Christian and Ulimma, their arms around each other, clearing away dishes. They are both dressed in casual clothes, their faces relaxed and happy. They don't notice him.

EMKA (Whispering) What… what is going on?

He takes a step forward, then another, his movements hesitant. Christian turns, sees Emeka, and his face falls. Ulimma turns, her eyes widening in shock. A beat of silence hangs heavy in the air.

CHRISTIAN Emeka… I…

ULIMMA (Tears welling up) Emeka, I…

EMKA (Voice trembling) You’re married? You… you married him? After everything we planned? After… after everything we had?

Christian steps forward, attempting to explain.

CHRISTIAN It happened so fast. It was… complicated. Ulimma needed… support. And I was there.

Ulimma sobs, unable to speak. Emeka looks from Christian to Ulimma, his face a mask of disbelief and hurt.

EMKA Support? You mean you took advantage of her vulnerability? You betrayed me, Christian. My best friend. The man I trusted more than anyone.

CHRISTIAN It wasn't like that! We fell in love. It just… happened.

EMKA Love? You call this love? Sneaking around behind my back, marrying the woman I was going to spend my life with?

He throws his suitcase down, the sound echoing in the stunned silence. He runs a hand through his hair, his voice cracking.

EMKA (To Ulimma) And you, Ulimma. You promised me forever. You swore you loved me. What about our dreams? Our future?

Ulimma tries to speak, but only manages a choked sob. She looks at Christian, then back at Emeka, her face a mixture of guilt and despair.

EMKA (Turning away, his voice low) I need some air.

He walks towards the door, his shoulders slumped, leaving Christian and Ulimma alone in the aftermath of their actions. The silence is broken only by Ulimma's quiet weeping.

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