A deafening ring echoed in her ears. Daphne's eyes widened, her whole body freezing in place. What... did he just say? Break up? Who was breaking up? Everett was breaking up with her?
As the shock slowly receded, sheer panic rushed in to take its place. "No, Everett, come on, don't joke around. It's not April Fool's. Why would you say something like that out of nowhere?" She forced a fragile, devastated smile that looked worse than crying. She stared at him, desperately praying he would laugh, tell her he was just messing with her, and apologize for the cruel joke.
But nothing came.
He didn't offer a single hint of a smile. He was entirely serious. Resolute. As much as she wanted to deny it, the crushing reality set in. He wasn't joking. He really wanted to end it.
Her wide eyes began to sting, her vision blurring as hot tears welled up. Daphne fought the urge to break down, frantically trying to blink the moisture away.
"Why...?" she managed to ask, her voice trembling.
"Why do you want to break up? Did I do something wrong?"
Watching her sit there, so utterly heartbroken and desperate, Everett felt a sharp pang in his chest. It wasn't easy for him. He felt terrible. But Jonas had been right—better a sharp, quick pain than a prolonged agony.
Last night, the moment he saw Melanie Royce smile, he knew the truth: he was still in love with Melanie. He couldn't keep lying to himself. The longer he stayed with Daphne, the more everyone assumed they were heading for the altar. But even if he did marry Daphne, they would just end up bitterly divorced, exactly like Jonas and his ex-wife. Everett was sick of the guilt, the regret, and the constant internal conflict. Being with Daphne never felt relaxed or real.
When he didn't say a word, just stared at her with an increasingly tortured expression, Daphne felt completely lost. She was the one being dumped, so why did he look like he was in agony?
"Everett... is there something I'm failing at? If there's some flaw you can't stand, I'll fix it. I promise I will. Just tell me! Tell me what I'm doing wrong, and I'll change." Her voice grew frantic.
"No... it's not you. It's me." He took a deep, shuddering breath.
"It's because I don't love you."
The brutal words finally landed between them, leaving Daphne stunned into silence. Everett's face was a map of conflict, but his eyes held a cold, impenetrable finality.


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