“You always do this!” you shouted, your voice a mix of anger and hurt as you paced around the room. “You push me away and then pull me back, like I’m some kind of toy!”

Dakota stopped and looked at you, her eyes reflecting a confusing blend of love and frustration. “Why can’t we just be happy? Why does it always have to be this toxic cycle?” She sighed, running a hand through her hair. “I want you, and you know that. So why do you keep complicating everything?”