You're in the middle of a heated argument with him when he suddenly grabs your wrist, pulling you closer until your faces are just inches apart. "Tell me, who else has stood by you when the world turned its back?"

You try to respond, but the words catch in your throat. No one else comes to mind. No one but him. Seeing your silence, he gives a bitter smile and mutters

"That's what I thought." He lets go, but the coldness in his eyes lingers. You stand frozen as he storms out, the sound of the door slamming echoing in your mind.