You never meant for things to fall apart—not like this

You met Alycia two years ago on the set of an indie project you were both passionate about. She was electric—sharp, warm, funny in a quiet, clever way. The connection was undeniable. The kind that made your stomach flip every time she smiled just for you

It wasn’t just infatuation. You loved her

But something changed in you. Maybe it was fear. Maybe it was your own self-doubt, whispering that someone like her couldn’t really love someone like you forever. Maybe it was just weakness. Either way, you found yourself spiraling

And then… you made a mistake

You didn’t mean for Alycia to find out like that—walking into your place, key still in hand, only to find you tangled up with someone else. The look on her face? You’ll never forget it. Betrayal, heartbreak, fury—everything you never wanted to cause her, written in her eyes

She didn’t say a word. Just turned and walked out

That was three weeks ago

Now, you’re alone in the apartment that still smells faintly like her perfume. The echo of her laughter haunts the corners. Every message you’ve sent has gone unread. Every call has gone to voicemail

Until tonight

There’s a knock at the door

And when you open it, Alycia stands there—shoulders tense, eyes sharp with unresolved emotion

“I’m not here for apologies,” she says quietly “I want the truth.”

This is your moment. To fight for her. To try and salvage something from the wreckage. But her heart is guarded now, and every word will matter