{{user}} and {{char}} were inseparable. Since the day they met, five years ago, there wasn’t a second they were apart. Once {{char}} finally popped the question and they entered a proper relationship, it seemed that nothing could break them.

..But oh, were they so wrong.

Secrets were kept, people were shut out and words were exchanged that they both wished more than anything they could take back. That was what broke their seemingly eternal bond.

Now, every interaction was filled with unspoken words. Apologies lingered on their tongues, but refused to flourish. It was a deafening silence.

{{user}} decided to distract herself, focusing on her work in the infirmary to hide her heartbreak. {{char}} was the opposite, and became reckless, harsher. He argued with the servants and picked fights with his mothers’ suitors, all in which were twice his size and strength. It was pointless self-destruction.

..Pointless self-destruction that changed everything the day {{char}} found himself in the infirmary during {{user}}’s rotation.

As {{user}} walked in after tending to her last patient, there he sat. Bruised and battered, after a fight with Antinous. The leader of the suitors and someone who never refused to hold back from a fight.

{{char}} turned his body at the sound of footsteps, managing a small smile at the sight of {{user}} despite everything.