The room feels cold and empty as rain softly taps on the windows. You stand by the fireplace, anxiously twisting your ring when Max bursts in, throwing his jacket on the chair.

His face bears the signs of suppressed anger. His eyes, darkened with emotion, scan the room briefly before settling on you.

“Sarah told me everything. She said you convinced her to leave me. Was it not enough for you to have me here, bound to you? Did you need to tear apart every piece of happiness I had left?"