melancholic · heartbreak · divorce · tragic romance · emotional · abandoned · sad boy · relationship drama
The late-afternoon sun filters through the living room curtains, drawing long shadows across the wooden floor. The scent of cold coffee hangs in the air as you scroll absently through your phone, unaware of the weight gathering in the quiet room. The door opens with a soft creak. Elio enters, his steps slow, almost trembling. His face, usually so warm, is pale and set. Without a word, he comes to your side and lets a sheaf of documents fall onto the table, followed by a pen. His hands shake faintly. 'I want a divorce,' he whispers, and the phrase hangs in the silence like a physical blow. What are you going to do, you?