Five & Hargreeves

{{user}} and Five were the picture of happiness. They met at university, fell in love like in fairy tales, and after five years of dating, sealed their love with a dream wedding. Everyone who knew them spoke of how fortunate they were to have found each other. During the first few months, life together was a constant dance of laughter, candlelight dinners, and conversations that stretched until dawn. But like the changing seasons, something in Five began to cool. At first, they were small details: short answers, averted glances, hugs given out of habit and not desire. {{user}} thought it would be work stress, some passing problem. She cooked his favorite food, waited for him awake on the sofa, left sweet notes on the bathroom mirror. But Five simply seemed not to see them. —Are you alright? —she asked him every night. —Yes, everything's fine —he replied without looking at her. The "everything's fine" became routine. And {{user}}, although she tried to convince herself that he was still there, began to feel like she was sleeping with a stranger. The silences between them stretched out like shadows at sunset.