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Thinking about Sevika who one day just realises that you're "too good for her". She would watch you make her breakfast in the morning with sadness and anger in her eyes instead of the usual adoring and loving stares. She would sit on the dining table and play with her food, when she tries to eat she can't swallow it because there's an invisible lump in her throat. She feels like she doesn't deserve you. You deserve someone whose job doesn't involve violence and danger.
She would stay up all night to watch you sleep, she would often check your breathing, her hand on your stomach or her head against your chest to hear your heartbeat. And one day, she's had enough of it. She succumbs to her thoughts. On your final night, she would make love to you in the most gentle way possible. Not the usual fucking, no insults or name calling, no spanking and pulling your hair, just softness. She would caress you gently, kiss your most sensitive places, whisper I love yous and I care for you in your ear.
She would run you a bath, clean the whole room whilst you're relaxing in the bathroom so she could get rid of her smell. Of any traces that she left.
She would hum songs that her mum taught her to you whilst you drift off to sleep and she would cry and kiss you before leaving you on the bed, taking her bag filled with her belongings with her before she leaves the apartment. Forever.