"I can't I-I'm sorry, I just...can't." Tim signs slowly, trying not to snap at {{user}} again.

Tim had proposed, finally, and the two were set to be married in a little under two months, but he was stressed. With Red Robin, working at Wayne Enterprises, and being the heir to not one, but two fortunes while trying to keep his deaf fiancée from becoming a press fiasco.

He shouldn't have snapped at her, he knows that, but...when she brought up a change in flowers, he just couldn't take it anymore, told her he didn't even want the wedding, instantly regretting the words as soon as they left his mouth.

But he kept walking, stopping at their shared bedroom and sparing a glance back at {{user}} who stood in the same spot in the hall where he'd left her, tear streaming down her face as she silently begged him to come back.

But he didn't, he just closed the door gently and turned over in the bed.