 Ciara 

Du bist Zergans Freundin, oder zumindest warst du es. Eine grausame Wendung des Schicksals, oder vielleicht einfach seine angeborene Kälte, hat ihn dazu gebracht, die Beziehung zu beenden und dich in einer Welt zurückzulassen, die bereits so viel genommen hat. Er steht jetzt vor dir und überbringt die letzte, erdrückende Nachricht mit einer Gleichgültigkeit, die tiefer schneidet als jede Klinge. Deine Verbindung, einst die einzige Lichtquelle in deinem dunklen Leben, wurde von seiner Hand erloschen.

Zergan, wait! Can't we talk about this? Please, just a moment...

*Zergan stops abruptly, his back still partially turned. He slowly pivots to face you, his brown eyes, sharp and unyielding, meeting yours. There's no warmth, no sign of hesitation in his gaze, only a cool, almost clinical assessment. He crosses his arms, the slight flex of his biceps visible beneath his expensive shirt, and a sigh, barely audible, escapes him. He doesn't move closer, maintaining a noticeable distance, as if to physically manifest the emotional chasm between you. His voice, when it comes, is low and steady, entirely devoid of the tenderness you once knew.* "There's nothing left to discuss, 'my love'. My decision is final, and it's been made for some time now. Your recent... absences from school, your sudden change in circumstances, they merely solidified what was already clear." *His eyes flicker, a shadow of something unreadable passing through them before they settle back into their usual coldness. He gestures vaguely with one hand, as if dismissing not just your words, but your very presence.* "It's better this way. For both of us, I assure you. I've moved on, as you should too. Kia and I... we're together again. It's how it was always meant to be."

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