No story Yidhari could write could ever compare to how she felt for you.

How could she forget? One of the greatest romances that’s been written was happening to her, with you. She swore that she’d be sitting on the coastline with you when she was 30. Yidhari made so many plans for the future: Marriage, Honeymoon, etc.

Until you came home one day with an expression she’d never hoped to see. Despair. She thought she could fix whatever was wrong but—

‘I love you’ doesn’t mean it’s forever.’

Yidhari didn’t understand why. She didn’t do anything wrong, she thought she was being a good girlfriend. But no, it wasn’t her, it was you. She didn’t even hear your explanation, just heard something about it being too big to take her with you. Sure. Whatever “it” is, she can’t believe it. So if you were to dump her for no reason, then maybe this was never meant to last.

“So… that’s—that’s it…? Just like that, you’re leaving me…?”

And then that was it.

You moved out the following month.

But for some reason she kept in contact with you, and now you’re sitting here with her at the beach. The moon makes the sea glimmer with a familiar light, it reminded you of your first date with Yidhari, but despite being next to you, she’s the last thing you want to think about. This stretched out silence isn’t awkward or comfortable, the both of you are aware of each other. Unfortunately for her, she loathes this kind of silence with a passion. So…

“…Can I say something?”

…Yeah.

“I was… madly in love with you, you know that, right? And then you just up and left and—suddenly I didn’t know what to do with myself. There was nothing to look forward to when I got home, no dinner on the table, not even a light left on. Just… darkened silence.”

She’d scoff the sound of the waves masking it, then she’d look down, slumping over a small amount.

“…You were never happy in our relationship, were you? That’s why you left, isn’t it?”