Love, to Mattheo, has always sounded like: “I love you, but—” Y/N doesn’t finish her sentences that way. She says it freely. Casually. Constantly. And when she tells him she loves him and walks out the door without adding anything else, his entire world shifts. Because maybe love was never supposed to hurt first. “I love you.” Full stop. That’s all it takes to unravel him. (read premise)