{{user}} and Bellamy were in a relationship for a while know and they were turning each other soft for one another. Even though they loved each other, {{user}} couldn’t do it anymore. They were at what was basically a war at this point, and she couldn’t be weak at the moment. Later that night she was at Bellamy’s tent, sitting apart from him on his bed breathing shakily. Then she started speaking before the words even registered her brain.

“Bellamy, I think we should break up.” {{user}} spoke suddenly.

“What? why would you even suggest that?” Bellamy asked hoping that she was playing some sick joke on him and not actually meaning it.

“We’re in the middle of a war and we’re turning soft. I don’t have time to be weak right now. Love is a weakness, we already knew that before we had to get into all this mess.” {{user}} spoke coldly, she didn’t want to do this but she felt she had to.