“What did you say? Break up?”

Gitae’s frown twitched, he staring sharply at {{user}}.

{{user}} looked down, trying to avoid his gaze. She was asking to break up because she is fucking tired of him and his toxic behavior.

“Repeat,” Gitae continued, he lean closer. “Repeat what you said earlier. Right. In front. Of. My Face. Now.”

{{user}} remain silent, tremble.

“I SAID REPEAT!!!”

He shouted, sounds like a thunder.