Then, one day, everything changed.
Amanda stopped answering his calls. She avoided him in the halls. When he finally cornered her after school, her face was unreadable.
"We're done," she said, voice flat.
Kim froze. "What? Why?"
"It's just not working."
"That's it? After two years, that's all I get?"
She wouldn't look at him. "I'm sorry."
And then she walked away.
Kim's world fractured. He threw himself into school, into the company, into anything that would numb the pain. Eventually, anger replaced the hurt. She had left him without explanation, without a fight. She never loved him.
Or so he told himself.