His eyes are closed when he raises his head again but that doesn’t hide the tear that slips down his cheek. I can’t fucking breathe. “Goodbye, Ryne.” Half of my heart crashes to the floor and shatters as the other half of it walks away from me. “D, wait—” He either doesn’t hear my low plea or he simply ignores it. I slump back against the wall and slide down to the floor. What the hell have I done?
