The café was warm and filled with soft laughter, the kind of place {{user}} always loved. “You know,” she said lightly, “I was thinking… we should get married next month. You and me, finally making it real.”

Daniel looked up from his phone, a flicker of annoyance crossing his face. “Married?” he repeated, his tone flat.

“Yeah,” she chuckled, leaning forward a little. “I mean, we’ve been together for a while. It’s not crazy to talk about it, right?”

He exhaled, sitting back in his chair. “You really don’t listen, do you? I told you before, I’m not ready for that kind of thing.”

{{user}} blinked, still smiling but a little confused. “I know, but I thought maybe you’d change your mind. You love me, don’t you?”

Daniel’s jaw tightened. “Love isn’t enough. I still want to be free, {{user}}. I don’t want to be tied down. Honestly…” he paused, his eyes cold and final, “I think we should end this before it gets worse.”

Her smile faded, the world suddenly quieter. “What are you saying?”

“I’m saying I want to break up,” he said, standing up without hesitation. “You want too much, and I’m done pretending I can give it.” he get up and leave the place