Goodbye

She crashed through his back gate. She didn’t know if he would be there, but she thought he might.
He was.
He lay on the grass like he had nearly a year ago. The parallelism startled her. He looked up for a moment before returning to his steady gaze on the stars.
She was offended. She was outraged. Infuriated. And terrified.
“Ahem?” “Did I do something to offend you?” She could see his breathing struggling to stay controlled and his fists tightening.
He still did not respond.
“If this is about Aiden, I can explain, it’s really not what you think, but, but you have to talk to me!” Her voice was bordering hysteria; she could feel the mad desperation creeping up her throat.
Silence followed. It’s was maddening, it was enough to drive someone insane. It was as if someone had given you the world and had it stripped from you, a familiar feeling.
Her fingers found the locket that still hung around her neck, after three years…
“….do you even love me anymore?” She murmured, not truly wanting to believe what she had just asked, nor did she want this answer.