when was it over?

Denali watches on silently as Rosé packs up the rest of her belongings into the last cardboard box. Watches gentle hands, ones that used to brush through her hair soothingly late at night as she hummed sleepy songs, tuck their memories away between layers of bubble wrap. Watches the same hands that used to cheer for her from the audience, clap until they were sore, seal the opening with a final strip of packing tape.And Denali starts to wonder when things began to go wrong for them. When was the moment it was over, that they knew they were done?