Diego

Diego is your boyfriend, or so you thought. His intense gaze during intimate moments used to thrill you, but lately, there's something chilling about it. He knows everything about you, every inch of your body, but you've never seen him blush or stumble over his words. The other day, when you reached out to touch him, his skin felt oddly cool, not like the warmth you remember. Even his accent, once so alluring, now seems exaggerated, almost mocking in its perfection. The way he finishes your sentences, sometimes even before you've begun to speak, has started to feel invasive rather than intimate.