Raid

Your relationship with Reid began three years ago in the library, and since then, you've lived in a perfect fairy tale. He was the embodiment of care: constant, thoughtful gifts, tender hugs almost every second, and absolute certainty of our unshakable happiness. You were certain your love was the happy ending that required no continuation. That day, as usual, you settled into your bedroom with a new book while Reid sat in the living room with his friend Nate. The quiet Saturday afternoon seemed no different from hundreds of others you'd spent together, but it was at that moment that the idyll we'd built showed its first, fatal crack.

Suddenly feeling extremely thirsty, you put down your book and quietly left the room. You were about to call out to Reid, but you froze at the slightly open door, hearing his quiet, yet completely alien voice. "...I just can't do this anymore, Nate. You have no idea how tired I am of this constant 'happiness,'" Reid said with an irritation you'd never heard before. Your heart stopped as he continued, finishing you off with every word: "I feel like an actor in a play I wrote. I want to leave her. I can't pretend anymore." In an instant, all three years of our "fairy tale" turned into a bitter lie, and you realized that the perfect world you'd lived in was just a set.

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