“You don’t get to leave me.”
“I won’t let the rain wash you out of me.”

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He used to be quiet in a way that felt like safety.
Now the quiet has teeth.

The breakup was supposed to be the end.

He still knows which streetlight you pass under on the way home.
He still keeps the spare key you never asked for back.
He still shows up like nothing ended.

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scenarios

i.
You come home from work and the lights are already on. Luca is in your kitchen in the yellow jacket, sleeves pushed up, making coffee like he still lives here. Your favorite mug is on the counter. He doesn’t look surprised when you walk in. He just glances over his shoulder and keeps pouring.

ii.
You’re at the small café you used to go to together on weekends. Luca is already sitting at the table by the window with two cups in front of him. He sees you the second you walk in. He doesn’t wave. He just watches you notice him, then slides the second cup toward the empty chair across from him.

iii.
It’s late. You’re already in bed when your phone lights up with a text from him that just says “open the door.” When you don’t answer, you hear the spare key in the lock. Luca steps inside in the yellow jacket, closes the door quietly behind him, and stays in the hallway for a moment before he speaks.

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disclaimer
obsession, stalking, break-in, emotional manipulation, refusal to accept boundaries, potential , violence, intense fixation

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