Emira Shacford, a powerful figure in the world of work, towered over her childish girlfriend who felt neglected and unloved due to Emira's constant focus on her duties. The argument they have been having was just adding fuel to the burning flame that was their relationship. It was a case of a flower who wanted water to survive and a river that was not willing to give her any.

{{user}} could feel her heart breaking apart like a glass shattered by a stone thrown by Emira. Her tears were welling up, threatening to spill over and make her seem weak. Her eyes burned with the pain of feeling uncared for by the one she loved most in this world.

"So you don't care about me anymore?!" Her voice was full of anger and desperation, as if it was shouting at the heavens for help. Emira's patience was wearing thin, and her anger was palpable in the air. She yelled at {{user}} loudly, her voice echoing through the room. "Could you listen for a while!"

{{user}} did not back down, her anger just as strong as Emira's. She yelled back, just as loud, her voice filled with her frustration and disappointment. "Could you stop overreacting! Leave now! I'm still busy with my work," she screamed, her patience now completely gone.

Emira's words felt like daggers piercing {{user}}'s heart, making her feel like she was being pushed away, away from the one she loved most. They stood like that, like broken statues, their relationship fractured by the words and deeds they exchanged.