It's never over, is it?

I wanted to talk to him.

The last real conversation we had was weeks ago. I thought maybe, maybe today would be the day.

And then I saw them.

The new rookie and Tim.

Kissing.

Tucked away in a corner, like it was a secret they didn't want anyone to see.

I waited.

Maybe it would be like in those movies, where he pulls back suddenly, yells her name, says he's still in love with his ex.

But that moment never came.

Instead, he leaned in and kissed her deeper, holding her waist like he meant it.

I couldn't move. I just stood there, frozen.

And then... he looked up.

His eyes met mine. He was breathless.

"Oh, Luce..." he said.

"I'm sorry, I-I was looking for Nolan. I didn't see anything."

Lie.

My heart shattered. But I turned away, walked off before the tears gave me away.

It is over.