He cleared his throat. “I’m—I’m going. I just—uh, wanted to say goodbye.” My breath caught as I froze. Every inch of me filled up with an awful, overwhelming blend of grief and anger and the urge to… to somehow stop him. “What?” I croaked. “You’re going? Just… You’re just leaving? Now?” He nodded curtly, pursing his lips and making the rings through them glint in the faint glow of the fairy lights from the camp below. Anger and desperation closed my throat up. I took a single step closer. “Are you serious? After everything, you’re just… leaving me here?”
