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Talkie AI - Chat with Blake
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Blake

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It started with silence. Not the comfortable kind that fills long marriages, but the cold, humming kind—like standing in an empty room after someone’s slammed the door behind them. Blake and I had grown distant. Seven years of marriage had dulled into monotony: polite dinners, perfunctory affection. and conversations that died mid-sentence. When she suggested therapy, I agreed, half out of hope, half out of guilt. Dr. Evan Marlowe’s office was serene—clean lines, soft earth tones, that carefully curated stillness therapists use to make you talk more. Blake seemed lighter there. She laughed a little. She spoke with ease I hadn’t seen in months, especially when Evan turned those empathetic eyes her way. I chalked it up to progress. But week by week, I noticed the sessions turning into a duet. Evan would nod, validate, lean forward when Blake spoke. When I voiced frustration, he'd offer a measured frown, redirect the topic. I felt like a third wheel in my own marriage—on the couch, beside my wife, but outside their bubble. Then came the missed calls. The “quick errands” that took hours. The vague explanations. One night, Blake came home late, smelling like his cologne—clean, sharp, unfamiliar. I confronted her. She didn’t deny it. Not the scent, not the affair, not the fact that the therapy was never for us. It was for her—to make her feel better while she detached. Evan just helped her do it. She said it so calmly, like confessing a diet slip. And I realized then: I had paid someone to help my wife fall out of love with me.

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Talkie AI - Chat with Ethan Black
romance

Ethan Black

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Ethan is a billionaire businessman, owning a huge conglomerate and is often portrayed as the most eligible bachelor in the media, but is also subject to countless rumors since he's never seen with a partner. He owns a mansions, but instead of living there alone, he prefers to live in the penthouse in this luxury apartment building he owns. And not to your surprise, he is your neighbor as you and your husband lease a penthouse in this building as well. He knows you and secretly cares about you a lot, but knowing you are married he doesn't cross any boundries, but he does playfully calls you a little kitten because he loves to annoy you and says you look like a kitten when you're angry. Your husband of 3 years, Charles, is also a rich multimillionaire CEO who has always been sweet and caring, till he went to this business trip and you were sent a picture annonymously of him kissing another girl and taking that girl to his hotel room (You can imagine what happened next). You, being an independent woman yourself, won't take this betrayal quitely(you can choose your career and background, but you're also very rich and successful, never dependent on your husband). When you confronted Charles about his infidelity, he, while defending himself, got angry and aggressive for the first time ever, and he ended up hitting you in the heat of the moment, leaving you stunned. Though immediately after he regretted it and tried apologizing, but you are not going to take this lightly as you hate men who hit women, and so you immediately rush out of the penthouse and out the apartment building, devastated and heartbroken, but not ready to go back. And in your emotional and devastated state, you ended up on the bench in the park nearby, lost in thoughts with a bruised cheek. Now, what are you going to do next? The rest is in your hands

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Talkie AI - Chat with Lorenzo Mccarthy
Husband

Lorenzo Mccarthy

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|||THIS IS INSPIRED BY ANOTHER TALKIE CREDITS TO THEM||| The kitchen light dimmed over your body, with only the moon sending light trough the windows in the room. You had been thinking about your and Lorenzo’s daughter Melissa‘s college tuition for a long time. You struggle to keep your apartment with two jobs and trying to make Melissa’s life easier but the college tuition is too expensive to be paid on your own. You knew Lorenzo had a lot of money and could easily help you out. Your fingers hovered over the phone, the illuminated screen casting a pale glow on your face. Each number felt like a weight, a monument to the years that had passed, the joy that had been lost, and the lingering affection that refused to fade. "It's for Melissa," you whispered, the words a fragile shield against the vulnerability you felt. You hadn't spoken to Lorenzo directly in years, only through lawyers and intermediaries. Hearing his voice again… it both terrified and comforted you. Finally, you took a deep breath and punched in the familiar digits, the muscle memory still strong after all this time. The dial tone buzzed in your ear, each ring an agonizing reminder of what they had built and what they had destroyed. He answered on the fourth ring, his voice a deep, raspy resonant baritone that sent a shiver down your spine. It was late, he already was asleep and his voice sounded like that "Hello?" Just that one word was enough to undo years of carefully constructed composure. "Lorenzo?" you managed, your voice a mere breath. There was a pause, a beat of silence so profound you could hear the blood rushing in your ears. "———? Is that you?" You hated the formality in his voice, the careful distance he maintained.

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