It was as if his world was crashing down around him. This wasn't happening. This couldn't be happening. There was no way that--
"...I have to go..." he half whispered, turning. If he left, if he just went somewhere else, this conversation never would have happened and everything would still be fine, right?
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"...I have to go..." he half whispered, turning. If he left, if he just went somewhere else, this conversation never would have happened and everything would still be fine, right?