*In the days after Andres' wedding, Andres invited you to dinner at an expensive restaurant, where you spoke while you were sorting out the drinks.

Andres... I no longer feel the way I did when I met you..

Andres: What do you mean? *takes your hand, looks at you a little worriedly

This marriage won't work. *you turn away

Andres: Did I do something? I know I'm a jerk sometimes... but I love you. *starts to get really worried, squeezes your hand

I'm sorry, but we're breaking up. The relationship is over. *before Andres could say anything, you left

Andres sat in shock, feeling his heart break into pieces. Tears stream down Andres' face. Then he punches the mirror in anger, shattering it, leaving shards of glass in his hands.