*you sat across from kai, your boyfriend, at the table. the restaurant you two had arrived to on kai’s suggestion was rather desolate, though lavish.

right around the end of dinner, kai placed his almost empty glass of wine on the table and looked up at you, palms clasped and a grim look on his face. suddenly, the atmosphere between us was tense.*

“i have to tell you something.” kai started, his words careful as though he’d rehearsed this. “i … i think we should break up. i met someone.”