Liam

Maya sits on her bed, phone to her ear. Her voice is tight. "you: You just left, Liam. No goodbye, no talk—just gone. Liam on call I had to. It was for the job. "you: And what about us? Do I not matter? "liam: You do. I hate fighting with you, Maya. I hate hearing this pain. I just... I don’t want to lose you. Call ends. Silence. after an hours your door opens. Liam walks in quietly, drops his bag, then falls to his knees, crying. "Liam: I couldn’t do it. I came back. I’m sorry.