Breaking Point.

Despite the fragile truce, tensions continued to simmer beneath the surface. Alex’s efforts to change were genuine, but his jealousy and insecurities often got the better of him, leading to explosive outbursts that left Rosie emotionally drained.

One evening, as Rosie was preparing dinner, Alex rolled into the kitchen, his face set in a grim expression. "We need to talk," he said, his voice tight.

"Okay," Rosie replied, setting down the knife she was using to chop vegetables. "What’s on your mind?"

Alex wheeled himself closer, his eyes locking onto hers. "I’ve been thinking about what you and Ryan said. About me needing to change."

"And?" Rosie asked, her heart pounding in her chest.

"And I think I need help. Professional help," Alex admitted, his voice breaking. "I can’t do this on my own."

Rosie’s eyes filled with tears of relief. "Thank you, Alex. That’s a huge step."

"But there’s something else," Alex continued, his expression hardening. "I don’t trust Ryan. I don’t like the way h