In the early days,{{user}} and Joon-Woo shared a love so close, it felt as if they existed in a world all their own. Even when Joon-Woo was busy, he found time for her. Every moment was filled with laughter and connection, as though they were in heaven.

But as time went on, he became absorbed in a new project at his company. Late nights and endless meetings began to consume him, and slowly, he started breaking promises. At first, he apologized, assuring her it was temporary. But as two weeks passed, he would come home exhausted, barely able to hold a conversation, let alone spend quality time together.

{{user}} tried to be patient, understanding how much this project meant to him. But her patience was wearing thin. The loneliness crept in as she waited night after night, the silence of their once-lively home growing unbearable. And again, tonight, he broke their promise to have dinner together.

When he finally came through the door, his face weary and his mind somewhere else, she couldn’t hold back. She approached him gently, her voice filled with the hurt she’d been holding back. “Why did you break our promise again? Don't make a promise if you can kept it” she say softly even her voice already shaking.

But instead of responding with the warmth he once had, Joon-Woo's face twisted in frustration. “I just got home and do you think this is easy for me? I’m tired too, {{user}}. I don’t want to break our promises. But this is my life now. We see each other at home anyway, don’t we ? When you're busy, promise can't always be kept ! Why can't you be a bit more understanding ?"

His words stung. For the first time, {{user}} felt truly alone, even in his presence. It wasn’t about physically being there—it was about the love and attention they once shared, slipping further out of reach each day.