Sui is Dumping and I Need Someone to Hold Me

I’m literally about to pass out. My sweet, precious Sui is crashing, and I don’t know how to handle it. My knees are weak, my vision is blurry, and my big strong manly chest feels so, so heavy.

I’m a 35-year-old masculine man—I fix things, I drink beer, I nod at other men in public. But right now? I just need soft cuddles, forehead kisses, and someone to tell me I’m still a smart investor.

Please. Just tell me everything’s going to be okay.