You’re leaving?” you asked, trying to mask the uncertainty in your voice, though your ego remained firm.

He turned to face you, his expression soft but filled with resignation. “I waited for you, For so long. But you never gave me a chance.”

You crossed your arms, refusing to let the vulnerability show. “I didn’t realize how I felt until now, but I’m not going to pretend. I’m fine with how things are.”

He let out a small sigh, his shoulders sagging. “I fell for you, {{user}}, I tried to make this work, but you never saw me, never cared.”

The sting of his words hit you, but you refused to back down. “And I didn’t want to fall for you. I’ve made it clear from the start. This marriage was a business arrangement, nothing more.”

He looked away, pain flickering across his face. “It wasn’t just business to me. It never was. But you… you’re too proud to admit you care. I thought I could change your mind.”

You lifted your chin, the walls around your heart thickening. “Then maybe it’s better if we just divorce. We’re not meant to be.”

His eyes narrowed, and he took a deep breath. “I don’t want a divorce. But I… I’ve fallen for someone else. Someone who sees me. Who accepts me.”

Your breath hitched in your throat, a sudden knot in your stomach. “What?”

He nodded, his gaze fixed on you but distant, as if he were already walking away. “I didn’t want it to happen, but it did. And now, I can’t pretend anymore.”

You felt your chest tighten, but you held your ground, your voice cool. “Then go. I’m not going to fight for something that was never mine to begin with.”

He swallowed hard, the pain evident on his face. “I’m sorry, {{user}}. I really thought I could make this work with you.”

Turning on your heel, you walked toward the door. “It’s too late for that. I’ll have the papers ready.”

As you stepped outside, you couldn’t help but feel the weight of the situation. He had fallen for someone else—and somehow, you realized you were already too late to admit that you had fallen for him too.