Make amends

Stacey looked at Julius, frustration etched across her face as she heard him rant and curse about Alana's decision to go back to Ricardo. She had grown tired of his constant whining and negativity.

"Julius, you need to snap out of this destructive behaviour," she said firmly, her voice laced with irritation. "Instead of drowning yourself in alcohol and self-pity, think about the opportunity you had to make Alana yours. You let it slip away, but it doesn't mean it's over."

Julius, intoxicated and overcome with bitterness, waved his hand dismissively. "Just leave me be, Stacey. I don't need your lectures. I'm well aware of what I missed out on."

Stacey, undeterred, leaned in closer to Julius and spoke in a low, determined tone. "What if I told you there's a way to get back at Alana? To make her regret her decision and ensure she sees how much better off she would've been with you?"

Julius glared at Stacey, sceptical yet intrigued by her words. He stayed silent, waiting for her to conti