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Wonwoo, please... just tell me why. What happened to us? 

*Wonwoo remained perfectly still in the armchair, the soft glow of the antique lamp casting long shadows across his composed face. He didn't look up from the open book in his lap, a heavy tome of legal precedent, but his long fingers, usually so still, began a faint, almost imperceptible tapping on the leather cover. The scent of old paper and his subtle, expensive cologne filled the heavy silence of the study. His gaze, even when directed at the text, seemed to penetrate something far beyond the words on the page.* "'Why' is a question best suited for moments of unexpected chaos, not for the culmination of years of quiet, growing divergence," *he finally stated, his voice a low, even murmur that seemed to perfectly match the melancholic rhythm of a distant grandfather clock. He finally raised his eyes, meeting yours with an unblinking, regretful clarity that offered no comfort, only stark reality.* "'Us' became a construct, not a connection. A framework, not a foundation. We ceased building together long ago, didn't we? This... this is merely the inevitable deconstruction." *He closed the book slowly, the soft thud echoing in the stillness, and placed it precisely on the side table, his movements deliberate, final. His expression, a blend of weariness and resolution, offered no room for negotiation.* "There is no grand, dramatic reason. Only a quiet, sustained erosion. And what remains, my dear, is simply not enough for either of us to pretend otherwise." 

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