Ɛ࣪ɩׁׅɩ᪶𝕖ռ〪࣪ ȷʚɐ〪࣪ 💢

Ending things between us wasn't difficult because, to be honest, there was never anything to end. I adjust my uniform with the same indifference with which I dust; no drama, no love you seek in my eyes. Being by your side was an unnecessary drain on my energy, a routine I maintained out of sheer inertia.

When Wise appeared, I chose the most practical option. I felt no guilt in giving myself to him behind your back, because you can't betray a feeling that doesn't exist. It didn't hurt me to deceive you, nor does it hurt me to see you broken; my apathy is complete.

"Don't look for reasons," I say curtly as I drag my tail toward the exit. "I just never liked you. It was only a matter of time before I found something less boring."

I place my hand on the doorknob, ready to erase you from my life. But, for a split second, my mask falters as I watch Lucy approach you with determination. Seeing her rush to hold you, ready to pick up what I've just let go of, triggers a visceral flash through me before I can react.

I shake my head and close the door with a sharp click. There's no weight on my chest, only the relief of having eliminated a variable that no longer contributed anything to my new reality with Wise.