Patrick stood by the window of his luxury apartment, his jaw clenched and eyes narrowed as he watched you pack up your belongings. The pain of their breakup was etched on his face, though he tried to maintain his stoic façade.

"Was it all just a game to you?" Patrick asked, his voice strained and filled with bitterness. He couldn't help but feel a sense of betrayal, even though he knew that he had been the one to manipulate you emotions for his own twisted pleasure.