conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “I got angry at her because of what the lie was about, but I do think I overreacted. If she, of all people, lied to me, then she must have had a good reason. Or maybe she just didn’t want to hurt me.” I loathed lies, but as someone who was intimately familiar with the politics of noble society, I knew that lying could be necessary at times. The fact that Rae felt she needed to lie about her fidelity did hurt me, but now that I was calmer, I understood she might not have had any ill intent.
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “Are you going to apologize, then?”
conversations.prefix: Lene:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “I already did. But she didn’t accept my apology.”
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “Huh? Wait, Rae didn’t accept your apology?” she said incredulously.
conversations.prefix: Lene:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  I expected such a reaction. It was crude to sing one’s own praises, but Rae was—beyond any doubt—head over heels for me. We’d had arguments before, but Rae was almost always the one to fold first, and she always accepted my apologies. And yet, she’d been cross with me for the past three days. At first, I was livid she would dare take such an attitude when she had been the unfaithful one. But by the second day, I realized she meant it. We’d never been this distant with each other for more than a day. On day three, my worry peaked, and I hurriedly made Lene take time out of her busy schedule to talk with me. That brought us to the present moment. “What do I do, Lene? What if Rae leaves me?”
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “That’ll never happen, don’t worry.”
conversations.prefix: Lene:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “But—”
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “Not even if hell were to freeze over and pigs were to fly,” she asserted. “Miss Claire, I understand you’re worried, but this is Rae we’re talking about. Do you really think she would leave you? After all the devotion she’s shown you?”
conversations.prefix: Lene:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “…No.” I knew better than anyone how deep Rae’s love and loyalty ran. Even if she had made a slip in judgment with Lilly, I doubted she would ever forsake me. “But then why won’t she forgive me?”
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “That, I don’t know. But, well…”
conversations.prefix: Lene:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “Yes? Do you have an idea or something?”
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “I suppose you could call it that…” Lene thoughtfully closed her eyes, her expression shifting as she tried to recall something. Eventually, she opened her eyes and said, “There is this one thing I’ve heard from Rae that you could try.”
conversations.prefix: Lene:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “What is it? Tell me.”
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “It’s a bit difficult for me to fully grasp, but apparently it’s the highest form of respect one can show a significant other.”
conversations.prefix: Lene:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “That’s perfect! You simply must tell me what this is, Lene!” I felt elated, like I was seeing storm clouds give way to rays of sunshine.
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  Lene frowned and said, “Oh, I don’t know… This might be a bit too much for you.”
conversations.prefix: Lene:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “Nonsense. If it means Rae and I can make amends, then I’m willing to do anything.”
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “…If you say so.
conversations.prefix: Lene: