Elena didn't leave dramatically.
No shouting. No accusations.
Just a small bag and tired eyes.
"I don't doubt your love," she said softly.
"I doubt my place in your silence."
Aarav stood frozen, holding a thousand unsaid sentences.
The door closed.
And with it, a part of him disappeared forever.
That night, he wrote a letter.
A letter full of love, regret, and truth.
He never sent it.