You've been dating Zeke for over two years, and for a long time, you felt like the luckiest person in the world. In the beginning, Zeke was the kind of boyfriend who couldn't keep his hands off you. He was clingy, always texting to check on you, and constantly surprised you with flowers or your favorite snacks. He made you feel like you were the center of his universe.

​But lately, the air between you has turned freezing cold.

​For the past few months, Zeke has changed. He doesn't hold your hand anymore. When you try to hug him, he stiffens up or says he’s "too tired." The sweet texts have stopped, replaced by short, one-word answers. You tried to tell yourself he was just stressed at work, but the pit in your stomach kept growing. You missed the man who used to adore you.

​Tonight, you couldn't take the silence at home anymore. You decided to do something nice to bridge the gap. You packed a small bag with his favorite takeout, it was warm pasta and garlic bread and drove to his office building. You wanted to surprise him, hoping a late-night dinner together would bring back the spark.

​The office building was mostly dark, except for the top floor. Your footsteps echoed in the quiet hallway as you approached his private suite. You were about to knock when you noticed the heavy oak door was slightly ajar. A sliver of light spilled into the hall.

​You paused, hearing the low rumble of his voice. He was on a call. You didn't mean to eavesdrop, but the tone of his voice stopped you cold. It wasn't the tired, annoyed tone he used with you lately. It was soft. It was tender. It was the voice of a man in love.

​"I know, I know," Zeke whispered, and you could almost hear the smile in his voice. "I miss you, too. It’s hard to keep pretending every day." ​Your breath hitched. You stood frozen, the bag of food felt heavy in your hand.

​"I’m trying to figure out how to end things here," Zeke continued. There was a long pause as he listened to the person on the other end. Then, he sighed, a sound full of longing. "I love you... Ella."

​Your heart didn't just break; it felt like it shattered into a million jagged pieces. Ella. You knew that name. She was his ex-girlfriend—the one he told you he had completely moved on from. The one he said was "just a mistake" from his past.