* 𝐚𝐥𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥.

sloane waited until her brother had disappeared out of the room, arms crossed tightly over her chest. "you can sit there and pretend like nothing ever happened but i can't." she said, voice low but sharp. "now you're with him and every time i see you sitting beside him, i feel like i'm losing my head. tell me you don't think about it too — about me — and maybe i'll believe i'm just being foolish."

"you have to consider the alternative is blowing up everyone's life, sloane. if i go sorry babe we can't be together because i fucked your sister in a bathroom and now i've realised my rebound relationship turned potential serious relationship is actually related to her by blood. see you round." arlo sighs, hair tucked behind her ears as she watched the door, stuck between hoping he's right back and hoping he never walks into the room again. "it's not like we could be together, not now."

remy had made a lot of stupid decisions in her life - and this was certainly no different. she let out a groan and mumbled under her breath, "how the fuck did this even happen?" this whole entire situation felt like a joke considering she didn't even believe in marriage. let alone, she'd never get married to a stranger. but, the ring on her finger and the marriage certificate said otherwise. "no." remy stared blankly at the other woman. "we'll... we'll get it annulled. that should solve it."

"oh, sure. we can just get it annulled." lilith pinches at the bridge of her nose, before her gaze is boring down on the ring. it's nice, all things considered, a ring she'd have chosen had the marriage been real. but she didn't even know her wife's name. "do you have the time for that? i don't. or the money."

DAISY EDGAR-JONES Behind the Scenes for Elle Magazine April 2025 cover

"i'm sorry - i fucked up, i wasn't. i did not mean for that to happen." ayda sighs, shaking her head. "it wasn't supposed to be published. i just sent it because i was on assignment and -" it feels like whatever she's saying will only make it worse. "i'm sorry."

"writing is literally your job, i'm sure you can pull something out of your ass to send in so it's not painting me in the worst light possible." she sighs, chewing on the inside of her cheek. "look, i know -- i suck. i'm hard to get along with and that's a known fact, but i really thought this was different. that we -- forget it."

AIMEE LOU WOOD as Chelsea in The White Lotus S03E02, "Special Treatments"

"i'm not jealous, i'm just stating a fact." lie, but luna cares far too much about her pride to ever admit it out loud. she also thinks about how easier it would be to just say fuck it and close the gap between them. "i highly doubt she's better than me, but you can keep telling yourself that. you'll come crawling back like you always do."

fingers trail up luna's arm slowly, brushing her hair over her shoulder. nico doesn't move closer, she doesn't need to, but it's too hard to not touch her. "i don't need to come crawling back, you're doing it for me." taunting her just comes naturally -- it's how she even mentioned to her that she'd started fucking other women. the reactions she gets from luna does nothing to stop her, and only makes her do more.

anthony had a preference for dating apps. he had never met someone on one who was looking to fall in love. though, they also made his cautious so he never revealed his true self until he was sure they could be trusted. "puta madre!" he muttered to himself as he saw rosalind sat at the table where he was supposed to meet sofia. "i bet you WISH i was though, don't you sofia?" he dragged her fake name out, his accent evident in his sarcastic tone. "so, do you want to leave or shall i?" he didn't want to hang around, after all, she was the whole reason he joined the dating apps, like he said, less risk of falling in love that way.

rosalind knew she could only put so much blame on him, doing the exact same thing to lead them to this very date right now, but it was unnerving seeing anthony again. it was worse seeing him knowing they were meant to be on a date again, after the way their relationship imploded on itself. "okay, look. not ideal, and maybe i should man up and use my own name in the future, but we -- should we just wait it out so it doesn't look like one of us has been stood up or abandoned?"

resorting to dating apps had been a desperate, last-ditch attempt for naomi to fill the persistent loneliness in her life. really, when she thought about it, it was embarrassing. she'd also never had the full guts to admit her real identity to anyone. so when she spotted her ex of all people in the booth, the urge to run had never seemed so appealing. "christ," she muttered under her breath. "no, well... clearly, i'm just me." swallowing heavily, naomi averted her gaze. "so who's going to walk out that door first? you or me?"

"i didn't make myself this pretty to leave after five minutes." nails tap against the table as she takes in naomi. she hadn't seen her since the breakup, and rosalind had done so well keeping that up until .... right now. because a faceless dating app paired them and neither had put their own names in. "by all means, feel free to go."

the blonde grins annoyingly, barely awake and still letting her gaze wander very freely over the other woman’s body. “nope! and we’re not in ohio so that’s as legal as can be, baby. welcome to being lilith wright.” caitlin smirks, sitting up slightly just to free her hand, snaking her arm around lilith’s waist. “we’re gonna fuck so much, i can tell.”

"yeah, that's....not happening." lilith groans, burying her face in the pillow. luck would have it that she ends up with the one person drunkenly married and not dying for an annulment. it was, unfortunately, very on brand for her. sitting up, caitlin's arm falls into her lap and she doesn't bother to move it. "why would i change my name. lilith levitt is a good name."