My eyes searched his dark ones, praying he would say it back. Or at least say something. Anything. I silently begged him, just say anything at all. But he didnt. Of course he didnt. Elliot Williams didnt do relationships, And he most certainly didn't fall in love with broken girls. "Just go, Elliot." I whispered, continuing to step away from him towards the doors. "I'm sorry that I ever thought I was good enough for you. That I could change you." I turned away from him then, leaving him standing in the middle of that bus station, tears burning my eyes and flooding my cheeks. Yet as numb and as crushed as I felt, i still couldn't stop myself from silently begging for him to follow me. Chase after me, wrap his arms around me like he used to do, kiss my forehead and promise that we would get through this, that everything would be okay. I glanced over my shoulder once I got to my car. But no one was there. And if it was even possible, the last little hint of my heart, was gone. All because of Elliot.
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