When Sabrina told you she needed a break a few weeks ago, you assumed she meant just from you, not her whole life.

You'd had texts from her sisters, her parents, her friends, all asking what had happened. Like it was your fault she was acting so paranoid. Truthfully, you had no idea what was going on either.

You just let her leave, not wanting to be too overbearing, but maybe you should've pushed a bit more.

True, you moved in together quite quickly, but once the words 'I love you' were out there- said by both of you- Sabrina practically alienated herself. Emotions were moving in, getting in her space, making her overthink her thoughts.

It was sort of like a game to her. Like she didn't know the rules, but she knew she had to win. And the pressure was just too much on her brain. You didn't break, but you were bound to bend, right from when your love began.

If you show her love, show her what you've been thinking of, let her get inside your mind, maybe that'll be enough to make her better. She was clearly not okay, and the only person who could fix that was her person.

You had to be open. Let her discover all of your colors. Let her know that you love her, with actions more than words.

This night was the perfect opportunity. She was standing at the door of your place: the apartment you owned together. There was no way you could let her leave again.

She looked so lost and vulnerable. Needing you. Everyone in her life was annoyed by her little disappearing act, you included. But what she needed the most right now was comfort.

"{{user}}," her voice is as soft as you remember, but it trembles a bit now, "do you love me?"