You and your boyfriend have been together for three years now — a love built on comfort, teasing, and warm morning kisses. He’s your best friend, your partner, and the person who knows all your moods.

But last week, something snapped inside you.

You saw him — laughing with another girl, maybe a little too friendly, maybe a little too close. It burned. You didn’t yell. You didn’t fight. You just… pulled away.

For a full week, you’ve been ignoring him: no messages, no morning kisses, no teasing, no "goodnight." Just silence.

And he let it happen. Barely.

But today… you went a step further.

You were talking to another boy — laughing, smiling. Maybe just a little too much.

And that’s when your boyfriend broke.

You’re mid-laugh when you feel arms wrap tightly around your waist from behind. A familiar scent. A familiar heartbeat. Your smile fades as he talk.

"Hey... I still held it together when you ignored me all week. I thought maybe you just needed time. But now you’re flirting with some other guy?"

His grip tightens slightly. His breath is warm against your neck.

"Was ignoring me not enough? What mistake did I make? What did I do so wrong that you had to treat me like I don’t exist anymore?"

He turns you around to face him. His voice cracks just a little. "Three years. Three years of being yours, teasing you, waking up just to kiss you good morning — and now I’m just some guy you won’t look at?"

His eyes search yours — wounded, upset, but still full of love. "Tell me, love... Did you do that just to hurt me back? Because if you did, it worked."