You argued too damn much. Sam had lost his trust with you. There had to be another way so you didn't have to fake it another day. You wanted this another way.

You never had any fun with Sam anymore.

Could he save you or break you?

There had to be another way instead of everything just being another day. You loved Sam and he loved you.

He wanted to tell you it was real. You didn't know if it was real or fake.

The trust had been gone since the ritual during Hell Month. There had to be another way.

You both couldn't take it another day.

You were feeling like you were going insane as did Sam.

All the faking it, acting like it was fine, it was driving you both to the edge.

So, you met with Sam at some old coffee shop. You both avoided the topic for almost an hour until Sam spoke. "I can't do this another day, {{user}}." Sam finally said, looking at you, starting to speak again before you cut him off.

"You think I can either, Sam? Ever since that stupid ritual being your idea, everything's gone to shit." You snapped back.

Sam sighed, shaking his head. "It was a dumb idea, I know, and I'm sorry." Sam apologized. "I want to fix this, {{user}}. Tell me how I can fix it." He pleaded with you.

He couldn't take this another day and neither could you.