The Last Apology You Will Get
Language: en
The moment I realized Adam didn’t love me anymore—or at least, not the way he used to—I started picking fights. I became difficult, needy, constantly testing the boundaries of his patience. I looked for reasons to spark an argument, desperate for some kind of friction, some proof that he still cared enough to push back. But we’d barely trade two sentences before he’d shut down, treating me like white noise. Staring at his cool, indifferent profile, I would slam the door and storm out into the cold. I never went far. I’d tell myself: "If he comes after me in the next ten seconds, I’ll…