Iestyn was shaking, so hard he had to put the phone down on the bed and try to take calming breaths, baking away from the screen so all Lucifer would have would be a view of the ceiling. He didn't want to see this. It couldn't be happening. It couldn't. "We- we broke up-" he croaked, trying to just breathe through it. Just get through it. Fall apart after. Just get through it. "You said. You said-"