The night hung heavy around them, the only light coming from a faint moon above the open fields. Ollie and {{user}} sat on the hood of his car, side by side but worlds apart. The silence stretched between them, thick with things left unsaid.

Ollie finally broke it, voice low but steady: “Funny how easy it is to disappear from someone’s life when they decide you’re inconvenient.”

{{user}} stayed quiet, her eyes fixed somewhere in the dark.

He sighed, running a hand through his messy hair. “I wasn’t perfect. Hell, I was a mess. But I thought we had something real. Guess I was wrong.”

Turning to look at her, Ollie’s voice softened just a bit. “Not gonna lie, it’s been killing me that you just… stopped caring.”

She didn’t answer, but Ollie felt the weight of her silence. After a beat, he muttered, “Maybe some things are better left in the past.”