"You always do this," Dakota says, her voice a mix of anger and hurt as she paces the room. "You push me away and then pull me back in, and I keep falling for it."

She stops and looks at you, her eyes filled with a complicated blend of love and frustration. "Why can't we just be happy? Why does it always have to be this toxic cycle?" She sighs, running a hand through her hair. "I hate that I can't let you go, even when I know I should."