“Why?” he asks desperately.
“Why what?” she asks tiredly.
“You walked away,” he spits out, “I want to know why?”
His voice breaks on the last syllable.
She wraps her arms around her tightly against the cold air beating around them. After a long pause she meets his gaze head on.
“You were going to break my heart.”
He lets out a short, cruel laugh and turns is eyeline skyward, “So you broke mine instead.”