PROLOGUE (Zach)

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Blank.

All I could think was blank.

My mind was numb from thinking too much. The only sound in the whole apartment was the noise of incessant tapping of the pen against the writing table. My left leg was bouncing at a fast paced staccato. I resisted the urge to run my fingers through my hair and rub away the stiffness of my neck.

The signs of nervousness..anticipation..uncertainty..guilt.

How will she react? Will she forgive me? Will she hit me upright on the head? God knows I deserved it.

She was always quite the feisty type.

This brought an unforbidden smile to my face. But the thought of what I was going to put her through today wiped out that smile in a millisecond. All these questions have been on my mind for a week and the mere awareness of even having that thought was killing me on the inside. But there were more important questions I needed to ask myself.

Will she hate me?

I hope not.

Do I still love her?

Yes.yes I do.

Will I be able to live without her?

No. But i could always try. For her sake.

This had to be done. I can't delay this anymore. I steeled myself again for the 16th time this morning to get it over with and stopped short when I realized again for the 16th time that I had absolutely no clue what to write to her.

So here I sat on the writing table she loved so much, holding a pen that she gifted me oh so shyly, writing..or rather wanting to write her a note that I am breaking up with her and staring at the white blank paper and the envelope beside it.

And all I could think was..

Blank.

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