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. I stood still, silently staring at the scene before me, as if time had stopped at this very moment. It wasn’t just a fleeting encounter; it was a truth unfolding before me in all its painful clarity. There, just a few steps away, she sat next to him, talking to him, looking at him in the way I thought was meant for me alone. I didn’t feel anger, but something heavier: betrayal. It wasn’t just about her, it was about me too—with all the trust I had given, all the words I believed, all the little details I thought were just ours. In that moment, I realized that some answers don’t need words, and some truths are spoken only through their silence. There was no need to ask, for the answer was clear, undeniable, and left no room for interpretation. Perhaps my mistake was believing that sincere feelings were enough, and that some promises couldn’t be broken. But I no longer needed an explanation, nor any justification. Everything between us ended in that moment, at that final glance, which was nothing more than a silent goodbye. I turned quietly, not to escape, but to respect what was left of me. For sometimes, silence speaks louder than words, and leaving is the greatest victory for dignity.