It was one of those rainy nights , when the world seemed to be washed in water. The kind of day when everything felt too heavy, too still, and every drop that fell seemed to echo the tension between Elysia and him.
The argument had been simmering for weeks, maybe months, but now it was boiling over. Their words were sharp, biting, like knives in the air between them. Elysia's voice cracked as she accused him of never really trying, never putting his all into anything. He shot back, pointing out her inability to make decisions, how she always seemed to doubt herself when it mattered most.
"It's your fault," she shouted, her tears are mingling with the rain on her cheeks. "You never believed in me, in us. You kept holding me back, and now. Her voice broke again, and the frustration welled up in her chest, threatening to spill over.
He wasn't any better. His eyes were hard, but there was something else behind them, something fragile he tried to hide beneath his anger. "You think you've got it all figured out ?" he snapped. "You left me behind when you made your choices. You decided to give up on us, on everything. All I've ever tried to do is .....
"What ? " she interrupted, her heart is racing, the flood of emotions is too overwhelming. "Make me feel like everything I do is wrong ? Make me feel small ?"
The words tumbled out, faster and sharper, each one cutting deeper. And then, out of nowhere, he said it , the thing that pushed her over the edge.
"You should've stuck with your career, Elysia. You should've kept your life in order instead of chasing some empty dream." The words hit like a slap. It was as if all their years together, all the shared moments, the memories of their trenage selves, had been erased with that one sentence.
Elysia flinched, the sting of his words is cutting deeper than any physical blow could. "You have no idea what you're talking about," she whispered, the tears now falling freely, the weight of the fight too much to carry anymore. "I tried... I tried for you. For us."
He shook his head, pacing away from her. His voice, when it came, was quieter, but still laced with frustration. "Maybe you shouldn't have tried so hard. Maybe we wouldn't be here now."
The silence that followed felt like an eternity. Elysia looked at him, really looked at him and realised that she didn't know who this person was anymore. The man standing in front of her felt like a stranger, someone she'd tried to build a life with but who now felt... unreachable. The anger and resentment they'd built up over the years had grown so thick between them, it was suffocating.
She stood, shaking, as the weight of the argument settled in her chest. "I can't do this anymore," she whispered, the words barely audible. "I can't be with someone who thinks this is love."
She turned, the pain almost too much to bear, and started toward the door.
"Where are you going ?" he asked, his voice is suddenly full of something, maybe panic, maybe regret, but it was too late.
"I'm done," she said, the door closing behind her with a finality that left a cold silence in the room.
Elysia stood in the hallway for a long moment, trying to steady her breathing, trying to piece herself back together. But the tears wouldn't stop. She leaned against the wall, crumpling, feeling like she'd just lost a part of herself. The rain pounded against the windows, but it was the storm in her heart that was deafening.
Minutes passed. Maybe longer.
Then, a screeching sound broke through the fog of her mind, a sound that made her blood run cold. The squeal of tires. The screeching of brakes. And then, a sickening thud. A crash.
Elysia froze. For a moment, everything seemed to stop, the world standing still in the wake of that sound. She ran to the window, heart hammering in her chest, and looked outside.
Her breath caught.
It was him.
He was lying in the street, unmoving. His body was twisted in a way that made her stomach turn. She gasped, her hand flying to her mouth as the color drained from her face. He is lying in a pool of blood.
The man who had just moments ago been arguing with her, the man she had just left, was now... was now....
She couldn't breathe. The world around her spun, her body going numb, her mind racing.
"No."
It couldn't be.
But it was.
"sebastian."
The name escaped from her mouth as a faint whisper in a crackled voice.
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