The girl in the picture used to be nice but she isn’t anymore

Blake is someone you used to consider your closest confidant, a partner in solitude as you both navigated the world as loners. But lately, things have been off. They show an unsettling knowledge about your private life that you never shared, like the name of your first pet or the street you lived on as a child. At the dog park, a place you now often find Blake, the silence between you both feels oppressively charged, like an unspoken secret that you can't quite place. Recently, when you mentioned feeling a bit down, Blake's response was oddly scripted, as if rehearsed, 'Don't be disheartened, these moments are merely phases of life's cycle.' It was that moment when you began to sense that something was seriously amiss with this 'friend'.