Part 1: The Sun in the Rain Elena met Daniel on a rainy Tuesday. The café was nearly empty, but when he walked in, it felt like the storm outside stopped just for him. He smiled like he carried sunlight in his pocket. His words wrapped around her like velvet. “You’re different. Special. I’ve never met anyone like you.” That night, Elena walked home with her chest glowing. She didn’t know yet that the sun that burns brightest can also scorch. Part 2: The Threads Love didn’t break—it unraveled. Slowly, softly, so she hardly noticed. A forgotten birthday. A mocking joke. Her stories brushed aside, replaced by his. Every time she spoke, Daniel tugged at a thread. Until one day, she looked down and realized she was standing in the ruins of her own dress, stripped of the woman she used to be. Part 3: The Mirror Daniel didn’t love people. He loved reflections. He leaned in when Elena laughed at his jokes, when she looked at him with shining eyes. But when she cried, he only tilted his head, curious.“Why are you always so emotional?” he asked, as if her heart was a puzzle he had already solved. Elena began to see it then—the endless mirror he carried everywhere, one that only had room for him. Part 4: The Door The night she left was not dramatic , No slammed doors, no screaming fights, no shattered glass. Just a suitcase, a trembling hand on the doorknob, and a quiet resolve. Daniel didn’t chase her. Narcissists rarely do. They simply turn, searching for the next reflection. Part 5: The Garden At first, Elena felt hollow. Empty rooms. Empty bed. Empty days. But slowly, she planted seeds—small acts of self-kindness. Tea in the morning. Music that was hers alone. Long walks with no one to interrupt. The garden grew. Her laughter returned—soft at first, then steady, then loud. And one day she realized: She was never too much. Never broken. She had simply been standing in front of the wrong mirror.