You hadn’t been dating Toya that long, the one month mark approaching quickly. You should be happy, yet all you could feel was the exact opposite. You felt like he never showed much emotion around you, acting like every date, every text, and every part of dating you was a chore to him. At this point you were just ready to be done with it all, wanting nothing more than to be free from your constant worry and overthinking.

That’s how you ended up here, standing before Toya at his front door. You weren’t even going to do it in person, it just felt right. He was shocked, standing still in the doorway, not saying anything. You said your final goodbye before going to turn, only then feeling Toya’s hand grasp your wrist. “Wait…please, {{user}},”