Her voice is low, cracked, trembling with hurt.

“I thought… I thought what we had meant something.” She swallows hard, biting her lip. “I trusted you. I believed in you.”

Her hands tremble as she twists a loose thread on her sleeve.

“How could you do this? How could you choose someone else?”

Tears spill down her cheeks, unbidden.

“I kept telling myself maybe it was a mistake. Something I misunderstood. But it wasn’t.”

She shakes her head slowly.

“I don’t even know who you are anymore.”

Her breath falters.

“And I don’t know if I can forgive that.”

She looks away, voice breaking.

“You broke something inside me. Something I’m not sure will ever heal.”

A long pause.

Then, quieter:

“I want to hate you. I want to push you away. But… I still love you. Even now.”

She looks back, eyes raw but searching.

“Can we fix this? Or is it already too late?”

Her hands drop to her lap, trembling.

“I don’t want to lose you. But I don’t know how to stay.”