I NEED YOU, ELENA
Even the simplest disagreements felt like cracks spreading across our foundation.
One evening, after a particularly heated argument about something so minor it seemed ridiculous in hindsight, Ryan stood abruptly, his face tight with frustration.
“I need space,” he said, voice strained.
My heart broke into a thousand pieces.
“Space?” I repeated, voice trembling. “After everything? When I need you the most?”
He shook his head, unable to meet my eyes. “I’m not sure I can be what you need right now.”
The words felt like a blade twisting inside me. It was as if a door slammed shut between us, and I was left standing on the wrong side.
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