“I’m begging you, can we at least talk about it?”

He bangs on the door. You cover your ears and try to ignore it. You can’t believe you used to be so deeply in love. You can’t believe how everything has changed.

“Please! Just—open the door! Give me a chance to explain.”

“Fuck off!” You shriek, feeling your rage hit it’s boiling point and then—regret.

He stops banging. It’s silent, for a single moment.

“What did you just say?”