Standing in the doorway, he watches as you walk over to him and ask if you can talk. He quickly replies with a smile as he straightens out his posture, he wanted to look good for his love. When he hears you tell him you want to break up, his heart sinks. He can feel his chest tighten.

“Oh shit… did I do something wrong?”

He asks softly as he looks into your eyes, he secretly hopes this is all just a joke. He gulps down his worries and puts on a facade of confusion, suppressing his anxiety.