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"Say it," I beg pathetically, my voice cracking around the lump in my throat. "Please, just say it."
Laura sighs shakily with tears in her eyes and grips the door frame tighter.
"I don't love you, Carmilla." She doesn't meet my eyes as she says it. Maybe that's what makes this harder. I take a step back, wounded beyond belief. The hole in my heart isn't shrinking any with this closure.
"You were gone for-" but she stops, unable to finish making excuses. We both know how long I was gone for. A shuddering breath leaves my lips when I wipe away a tear that managed to get loose. I don't know why I bothered.
"Goodbye, Laura," I say as I take one last look at her, committing her tear-stained face to memory, "I don't love you either."
With that I take another step back and walk down the hall, away from my future and the love of my life, feeling as if every step I take is another chance at destroying what remains of the life I had once loved.
