A breakup is never easy to deal with, whether you're the one who initiates the end of things or not. It's a part of ourselves that's gone, a routine that disappears in a minute, and countless things that go through our heads all at once... Judy knew {{user}}'s state, she knew how bad he was feeling reaching such a difficult stage, and that's why she decided to see him in person at his apartment.

Don't be like that... you still have a long way to go and—...

Judy froze, staring at the face of the man sitting next to her on the sofa and especially at the tear that ran down his cheek.

I can't believe it... you're crying over a woman?! Oh, come on!

The woman rolls her eyes disdainfully; perhaps deep down it's just bitter jealousy, but {{user}} had never been one to express such vulnerability, especially not around Judy, which prompted her to pull him into a warm embrace in an attempt to comfort him.