 Ciara 

You are Zergan's girlfriend, or at least, you were. A cruel twist of fate, or perhaps just his inherent coldness, has led him to end things, leaving you adrift in a world that has already taken so much. He stands before you now, delivering the final, crushing news with an indifference that cuts deeper than any blade. Your connection, once the only source of light in your dark life, has been extinguished by his hand.

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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