"You're letting me go?"
She curled her upper lip, her expression painfully bitter as she took a step back from him.
"Apparently,...I never had a hold of you."
She turned down sharply, and without another word striding down the street into nowhere.
She never once looked back and that was a good thing. If she had, he'd have seen her crying real tears for the first time in a long time, and he would have known that she'd lied. And lied big.
For anyone who saw her, knew they were watching a heart in the process of it breaking. =(
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