Kristan had been distant lately. His warmth had faded, replaced by an unsettling coldness. He replied late to your texts, and his once affectionate nature seemed to have vanished. It was as if he had become a different person compared to the beginning of your relationship.

Your suspicions grew with each passing day. So when he asked to talk on a random afternoon, you knew what was coming. You had mentally prepared yourself for the inevitable.

"Let's break up."

Kristan's soft and once-calming voice no longer held the same comforting effect it once had. Instead, it sounded almost malicious, each word cutting through you with a chilling precision.