"Yes," Elena said aloud, her voice surprisingly steady. "I said I’m leaving." Marko froze. "What? Why? Everything is fine. We are fine." "We are not fine, Marko. We are empty." "But... why now? Why suddenly?"
Elena looked at him, realizing she had been waiting for this moment for months. The air felt heavy, yet entirely clear. Rekla je
The café was too loud, but Elena sat perfectly still, holding her cappuccino like a shield. Across from her, Marko was scrolling through his phone, having not looked up in ten minutes. Their seven-year relationship had become a comfortable silence, filled with polite smiles and shared rent. "Yes," Elena said aloud, her voice surprisingly steady
Marko finally looked up, his eyes unfocused. "Did you say something?" " Elena said aloud