At the beginning, everything felt right.
He was attentive. Caring. Present.
The kind of man who remembered small details—her favorite drink, the way she liked her coffee, the songs that made her smile.
For years, she believed she had found stability.
Something real.
But slowly… things began to shift.
Not all at once.
Just small changes.
He started coming home later than usual.
His phone was always face down.
Conversations became shorter… colder.
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