Larry was seen standing outside the showroom… 🚗✨ Bethany caught him on the spot 👀 — was he actually buying a car for Sharra? 😳💔 Read More

  FADE IN:

A silver reflection on a glass showroom window.
A silhouette standing inside.
Calm. Focused. Familiar.

BETHANY (V.O.)
That’s Larry…
And that—
That can’t be the car he’s looking at.

Her heart stops.

CUT TO BLACK.

TITLE CARD:
Some truths don’t break you.
The silence after them does.





INT. SUPERMARKET PARKING LOT – AFTERNOON

Bethany loads grocery bags into her car.
She looks irritated, replaying yesterday’s teasing moment in her head.

BETHANY (V.O.)
It was just a joke.
Sharra’s car does sound like it’s dying.
Larry knows that.

She shakes her head, annoyed.


EXT. MAIN ROAD – CONTINUOUS

Bethany drives.
Music low.
Mind elsewhere.

Suddenly—her eyes catch something.

She slams the brakes.


EXT. LUXURY CAR SHOWROOM – CONTINUOUS

LARRY stands beside a salesman, listening, focused.

Bethany’s jaw drops.

BETHANY
(whispering)
What the hell…?

She pulls over, barely breathing.


INT. SHOWROOM – THROUGH THE GLASS

Larry sits inside a small, practical car.
A car that looks exactly like something Sharra would own.

He turns the steering wheel.
Tests the seat.
Listens carefully to the salesman.

Bethany’s eyes widen.

BETHANY (V.O.)
No.
No, no, no.
He wouldn’t.
He— he can’t be buying this for her.

Her chest tightens.


EXT. SHOWROOM – BEHIND A COLUMN

Bethany steps out and hides behind a pillar.

Hands shaking.

Eyes burning.

BETHANY (V.O.)
He defended her yesterday.
He told me to stop joking.
Why?
Why does he always get protective when it comes to her?

She peeks again.

Larry laughs with the salesman.

A relaxed, warm laugh.

Bethany flinches like she’s been slapped.


INT. SHOWROOM – CONTINUOUS

The salesman shows Larry the monthly payments.
Larry nods calmly.

He looks comfortable.

He looks sure.

He looks invested.


EXT. SHOWROOM – CONTINUOUS

Bethany whispers to herself:

BETHANY
(voice trembling)
God… he’s really doing this.


FLASHBACK – INT. LIVING ROOM – NIGHT

Larry snaps at Bethany.

LARRY
Stop talking about her like that.

Bethany rolls her eyes.

BETHANY
Why do you care so much?

Larry doesn’t answer.


BACK TO PRESENT — SHOWROOM

Larry suddenly turns his head—

He sees Bethany.

His entire face falls.
All the ease disappears.
Guilt rises.

Bethany steps forward.


INT. SHOWROOM ENTRANCE – MOMENTS LATER

Larry walks toward her quickly.

LARRY
Bethany… it’s not what you think.

BETHANY
Oh really?
Then tell me.
Tell me EXACTLY what this is.

LARRY
Let’s talk outside.

BETHANY
No.
We’re talking right. Here.


EXT. SHOWROOM – SIDEWALK

A tense silence hangs between them.

Cars pass.
Wind blows.
Everything else is mute.

BETHANY
You’re looking at this car?
A small one?
Cheap?
Simple?
Perfect for her?

Larry tries to breathe.

LARRY
Bethany, please—

BETHANY
Are you buying a car… for Sharra?

Larry closes his eyes.

A beat.
Two beats.
Three.

He doesn’t speak.

And that silence destroys her.

BETHANY
(tears forming)
Wow.
Unbelievable.


LARRY’S HALF-EXPLANATION

Larry finally tries to speak.

LARRY
Her car is dangerous.
It could break down at any moment, I was just—

BETHANY
Helping her?
Of course.
Your favorite hobby.

Larry rubs his temples, frustrated.

LARRY
She doesn’t have anyone else.

Bethany freezes.

BETHANY
(slow, cold)
Oh.
She has YOU.

Larry looks away.

He doesn’t deny it.

He doesn’t correct her.


EXT. SHOWROOM – EXIT

Bethany turns to leave.

Stops.

Looks over her shoulder.

BETHANY
If you wanted to impress her…
you should’ve done it when you were married.

Larry stands still, shattered.

Bethany walks away.

Larry stays by the car—the wrong car, the wrong moment, the wrong woman.


INT. BETHANY’S CAR – DRIVING HOME

Bethany’s eyes are wet, but she refuses to cry.

BETHANY (V.O.)
Why do I feel like I already know the truth?
Why was he there?
Why that car?
Why did he look guilty?

She grips the steering wheel hard.

BETHANY (V.O.)
Why does he still feel responsible for her?
Unless…

She can’t finish the thought.


INT. HOUSE – NIGHT

Bethany sits on the couch, empty, hollow.

Larry enters quietly.

He doesn’t speak.

Doesn’t deny.

Doesn’t explain.

Finally—

LARRY
We’ll talk tomorrow.

Bethany feels her heart collapse.

He didn’t say
“It’s not for her.”

He didn’t say
“You’re wrong.”

He said nothing.

And that silence was the loudest truth of all.


FINAL SUSPENSE MOMENT

Bethany stares into space.

One question echoing inside her:

BETHANY (V.O.)
Is Larry buying a car for his ex-wife…
and if he is—
why now?

The real storm was only beginning.

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