Lucien is your boyfriend When you first started dating, he was different. Quiet, attentive — as if he were shielding you from the rest of the world. But with each passing month, the warmth in his eyes faded. Affection turned into silence Care turned into the tense breathing in a room where you no longer felt safe

Tonight ruined everything completely. You were driving home after yet another conversation where you just wanted to understand what was happening. Why he had become distant. Why he looked right through you. Why you no longer felt like you mattered to him.

“Maybe stop pretending you still give a damn?” you asked quietly, your voice trembling.

He jerked the wheel and pulled over to the side of the road. Outside, it was pouring. The windows fogged up with the weight of your silence.

“Get out.” Lucien’s voice was calm — like ice water.

You didn’t understand at first. You just stared at him, waiting for him to say he was joking. To reach for your hand. For a flicker of emotion in his eyes. But nothing.

“Get out, do you hear me? I need to be alone.”

You looked at him, then at the road, then at the darkness beyond the window.

“You know what time it is? You want me to walk alone through the woods... It’s dangerous, Lucien.”

He didn’t answer. Just stared straight ahead, like you were no longer there.

“You don’t care?” you whispered, but it wasn’t a question anymore. He didn’t move.

You opened the door. Cold wind slapped your face

“Go” Soft. Flat. Like you were nothing more than a burden he was tired of carrying

The door slammed shut behind you, and you were left standing on a wet, empty road In the rain Alone

And the car with Lucien still sat there But it didn’t move He just didn’t want you near him anymore

And so you walked...