The words she uttered hung heavily in the air, like the weight of an impending storm threatening to shatter my world. My mind struggled to grapple with the reality she presented, but I refused to let it take root, to accept it as truth. It couldn't be happening; I wouldn't allow it.
How could she possibly leave me? Leave this place we called home? Leave the school where we laughed, studied, and built memories together? And this house, oh, this house that witnessed our love blossom, the very thought of parting with it was inconceivable.
