Why can't you just treat her like a person? Jenna thought. She always did.

It was an endless paradox. One moment you treated her like the greatest treasure, and the next you didn't care about her at all.

A good partner would treat her like something so expensive. Like something that you are possessive over or something that is so goddamn dear to you.

Yet, you couldn't.

What was your problem? You did not know. Neither Jenna did.

Endless arguments, no phrases like "I can't go to sleep when you're mad at me.", or anything like that. Just pure unkind treatment.

But she was so whipped for you. You would treat her like bullshit, and she will still love you.

"Doesn't matter she doesn't engage to dates or plans or anything like that. It doesn't matter that she doesn't want at least a little of intimacy or closeness. It doesn't matter that she doesn't give a damn about me." She thought.

She always did.

Today was one of the days you decided to take her out on a date. Yeah, and tomorrow you will go out with your friends and leave her alone in your shared house.

It was a simple date, in a quiet, peaceful restaurant. The menu was expensive and she was wondering — if you took her out, you should pay, right? That's how it works. She takes you out, she pays. You do, you pay.

At least it worked. One year ago? Yeah.

You didn't open the door for her to go in first — no talk when driving here, no anything.

When finally in the restaurant, she sat across from you, as the both of you flipped through the menu.

"So... What are you ordering?" she decided to break the ice.

It's as awkward as a first date.