Chloe's head felt like it was burning, like it was going to explode, and the only thing that had been keeping her sane was about to disappear round the corner for good.
'Beca, I love you!'
She came to the end of the corridor and stopped. Chloe stared at her, with everything around her falling apart, and her eyes pleading for the girl to turn around, to come running back, to kiss her and hold her in her arms and never ever let go. Beca looked back at Chloe over her shoulder, and for a moment they stared into each other's eyes, frozen in time.