The saddest thing was that even though her admission of love was also in past tense, that wasn't the truth. Even when he was hurting her so much like right now, she still loved him. She felt a pull in her stomach when he cupped her face and kissed her. But it was a brief moment where maybe he was back but it was an illusion. She was so confused now because he was suggesting maybe he'd never been. Then what or who did she love?

The kiss was wet because it was stained with tears and she didn't want to kiss him like this. She kept doing it though, part of her surprised he didn't fall right away but she refused to believe that it could mean anything. The shattered pieces of her heart were being crumbled into dust as finally she felt his hold on her go slack. She quickly pulled away, the back of her hand going to her mouth as fresh tears choked her. She scrambled to her feet and by the time his head started to clear, she was gone.