Je — Rekla

The café was too loud, but Elena sat perfectly still, holding her cappuccino like a shield. Across from her, Marko was scrolling through his phone, having not looked up in ten minutes. Their seven-year relationship had become a comfortable silence, filled with polite smiles and shared rent.

Elena looked at him, realizing she had been waiting for this moment for months. The air felt heavy, yet entirely clear. Rekla je

"," she thought to herself, repeating the phrase in her mind to build courage. She said. The café was too loud, but Elena sat

"It’s not sudden," she said softly, rising from the table. "I said it months ago in my head. I said it to myself in the mirror. I said it when you forgot our anniversary. Today, I just said it out loud." Elena looked at him, realizing she had been

Marko finally looked up, his eyes unfocused. "Did you say something?"