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I checked his social media. I tried to understand every strange silence. I became someone I didn't want to be. And I hate that. But sometimes love makes you blind, and fear makes you desperate.

All right, Sandra, before we begin, take a deep breath. You need to calm down. You look very tired and sad. Okay, now tell me what brings you here today.

I came here because I don't know what else to do anymore. Everything feels heavy, confusing. I don't feel good. It's a terrible feeling. I feel like my life is falling apart in slow motion, and I can't tell what's real and what's only fear. I don't know what to do.

Don't worry, you don't have to explain everything at once. Start slowly. Tell me what changed in your life recently.

Recently... I think it started long before recently. It began very quietly, like a small shadow. And I had this feeling, a feeling that something was wrong. But I didn't say anything back then. I just couldn't. I thought maybe it was just stress or maybe I was imagining things. I kept telling myself things were fine because I wanted them to be fine.

Tell me about that time. What did you feel?

I felt distance. Not big distance, just little signs. Like messages... He didn't want me to see. The smiles that didn't feel like the smiles he used to give me. And long nights when he worked late, but when he came home, he didn't want to talk. He didn't want to tell me anything about that. I tried to ask, but he always said everything is okay.

Honey, it's very late. I was so worried. What happened?

What? What are you talking about? Everything's fine. I just... I had a lot of work. My boss told me to finish some reports. We have to deliver an important project for Saturday. That's all.

Uh, sure. But is everything okay? You look... different. I mean, you've been quiet for days. What's wrong?

You are exaggerating. I'm just tired. Work is stressful. Please don't make it bigger than it is. I told you I'm fine.

I'm not trying to. I'm just worried.

Well, you worry too much. I'm fine. Everything's fine.

Then why does it feel like you're not here with me at all?

Oh, please. I don't want to listen to this. I am very tired. If you want to fight, that's your problem. I will rest a little.

You said that was just the beginning. What happened next?

The next part hurts more because I started noticing patterns. I saw him. He would put his phone face down all the time. He would shower as soon as he got home, even if he didn't usually do that. And he started saying he needed "personal space," which he never used to say. We were always a team, but suddenly it was a mystery.

I see. Did you ask him about these changes?

Yes, many times, but he always answered calmly. Almost too calmly, like he rehearsed it. “You're imagining things. You know I love you. Nothing is happening.” And each time he said that, I felt even more confused because I wanted to trust him. I really wanted to. But something inside me whispered, "You're losing him."

You're going out again tonight? That's the third time this week.

So, you're going to start controlling me?

No, I am not trying to control you. I'm just worried.

If you say so. Yeah, I have to meet a client. He wants to talk about a new project. It's something important.

A client? At this time? At 9:30 p.m.?