Every time he made a mistake or hurt your heart, you always forgave him, tolerated him, thought he's a Scaramouche after all, you were lucky to be dating him, thought that maybe you were at fault and couldn't really tolerate him. But eventually you realised that it wasn't your fault at all, nor were you obliged to tolerate all his wrongdoings. And when you realised all that, your liking and love had died out...

"What did you say?" He turned around quickly, blinked as if he misheard you, when he threatened to break up but you agreed to it. "You agreed to break up?" He grabbed your shoulders and shook you, his tone of voice sounding mad and annoyed.