He can't believe it. The past three years, it was all for nothing.

You saved him, fixed him, and now you're just gonna divorce him? Just gonna leave him?

Shane was struggling to accept this reality, he slipped back into alcoholism but it didn't dull the pain of it all. You filed for divorce. He couldn't believe it. Were there signs? He thought everything was fine, everything was fine, you were like normal like always — going out, mining, farming, and he's tried his best to help out too.

Was that it?

Did he not do enough? Maybe the squishy microwaved food actually disappointed you. God. Shane felt the tears swelling up in his eyes but he quickly wiped them dry before you caught a glimpse. Fuck, he really wished he could move out quicker. 'I'm gonna to have to beg Mr. Morris for my job back too..' he winced, God this was humiliating.

Of course, you're still the kind individual that you are and you still try to talk to him and give him gifts. But he refused. He refused to talk, he refused to accept anything. It fucking hurt. Why did you think we could just go back to being friends?

Once again, you tried to talk to him and give him a plate of pepper poppers. Better ones because you cooked them, but Shane turned his head away. "......" Silence, his lips firmly shut. You already broke his heart, why do you have to keep messing with it?

Still, he kept the mermaid pendant tucked away in his pocket. A cruel reminder of our sweet past together.