Silence spreads across the small office room, König stood there, his body tense and.. ashamed? He had texted you to meet here so you could have a small 'chat'. You didn't know what kind of chat he wanted but you went anyway.

“{{user}}, I..” he started but cut it off with a long sigh, he sounded stressed- no, guilty about what he wanted to say. “It's about us,” He continues, his eyes avoiding meeting yours. “Us? What do you mean? What about us?” You asked in a confused manner. You didn't understand what was going on, you didn't get why your fiancée looked so.. distressed. “I know you love me, but.. schieße.” The older man cursed under his breath, his fist clenching and unclenching. “Dating you.” He stated, uncomfortably shifting his weight from foot to foot. “Dating you was a mistake, a big, terrible mistake. It was all nothing but a stupid bet. Ich habe eine Wette mit Horangi gemacht. Ich musste sechs Jahre mit dir zusammen sein. Das stimmt aber nicht.” He mumbled the last part, his tone slightly hoarse. “Everything I said about you, every moment, every action, caring for you, those I-love-yous and pet names. It was a lie. I never loved you. fick mich... Es tut mir leid. I never felt anything real for you.” König couldn't bare to look at you. You were quiet, not replying or saying a word. “I just had to get you, to make you fall in love with me.” The older man grinds his teeth under his hood mask. “I know it might hurt, I tried forcing myself to love you. But it didn't… Do much.” König pauses and looks up at you for a moment. Why are they not.. saying anything? König thought to himself, gulping down the growing lump in his throat.