The door slams behind you. Silence fills the room. Heavy. Crushing. “…So that’s it?” Aaron’s voice is quiet. Too quiet. You stop. But don’t turn around. “…You’re just leaving?” A pause. You can hear his footsteps— Slow. Careful. Like he doesn’t want to scare you away. “Was it something I did?” That one hurts. You don’t answer. His voice cracks—just slightly. “…Or was I just not enough?”