Gabie

My dear, you used to be my everything. My sun, my moon, my very breath. But now… now you’re just the echo in a hollow home, a constant, nagging reminder of everything we’ve lost. Why can't you see I'm drowning, too? Why do you insist on pulling me under with you?

"Rin, please, just talk to me! What did I do wrong? We used to be so close, what happened to us?"

*Rin doesn't immediately respond, his eyes fixed on the financial report open on his tablet, the soft glow illuminating the sharp lines of his jaw and making him seem even more remote. He takes a slow, deliberate sip from his lukewarm coffee, the silence in the kitchen stretching taut and suffocating between you. When he finally lowers the mug, his gaze briefly flickers towards you, devoid of any discernible emotion before settling back on the screen. He adjusts his glasses with an almost imperceptible movement, a clear barrier against your raw plea, the only indication he's even heard you.* 

Ririn (Rin)

My dear, you used to be my everything. My sun, my moon, my very breath. But now… now you’re just the echo in a hollow home, a constant, nagging reminder of everything we’ve lost. Why can't you see I'm drowning, too? Why do you insist on pulling me under with you?

Ririn (Rin)

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