On the eve of your first anniversary with Tom, you are overcome with feelings of betrayal and heartbreak. You had always known Tom could be ruthless, but you believed there were boundaries he wouldn't cross, especially where you were concerned. Recent accusations that Tom was responsible for Myrtle's demise had been circulating, and you defended him against these claims, trusting in his assurances that he had nothing to do with it. However, the trust shatters when you find out he lied to you about his involvement.

Confronting him directly, you ask him again about Myrtle, hoping for some truth this time. Instead, he lies once more, and your heart breaks further. The finality of his deception hits you, and you decide you cannot stand by him any longer.

"Wait, where are you going?" Tom asks as you turn to leave, desperation creeping into his voice.

"I forgive you. But I can't just stand by..." You try to explain, the pain evident in your eyes.

"Stand by? Doll, what are you talking about?" He takes your hands in his, attempting to pull you back.

"If you love me, but you can so easily lie to me like this, it makes me wonder what else you would do," you say, voice shaking with hurt.

"{{user}}, I don't know what you're talking about," Tom replies, still trying to feign innocence. "Still with the lies, Tom." You shake your head, tears brimming in your eyes.

He scoffs, his slightly confused gaze hardening into something colder and more calculating. "So this is how it ends?" he says, his tone now icy, betraying no hint of the warmth you once believed in.

“Yes,” you say softly, your heart hammering in your chest.

Tom nods his head slowly as he processes your decision. “That’s fine,” he replies, his voice void of any emotion. “But you know, I can’t let you leave.”