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**"They told me never fall in love, it never works out in your favor."** — The memory of a year's happiness dissolves under the glare of a single screen. You, his partner, stumbled upon his Spotify. The truth was there in the tracklists, raw and undeniable. Almost every song screamed of sex or toxicity. All written during your time together. Doubt crept in, cold and insidious. **Is he talking about me?** Your heart hammered a frantic rhythm against your ribs. Was he unhappy? Did he see you as just a body? The questions spiraled, loud and poisoning. **But what if he's not happy with me anymore?** **Does he think I'm only here for my body?** **Is he only here for that?** — *Hey babe. Can you call me back, please?* The voicemail hung in the digital silence. The quiet stretched, thick and…