My eyes wandered around the room, absorbing every fine detail as I looked everywhere but his eyes. “Sophia-”
“Did you get what you wanted?” I asked suddenly, still avoiding his eyes. I was curious, why would he want to hurt me like that?
“What?” He asked softly. I gave myself a minute before responding, looking him in the eyes.
“Is this what you wanted, for me to hate myself so much that I don’t even know who I am anymore?” I allowed my eyes to moisten, water pooling on my bottom lashes. “Why would you want me to feel alone? Why do you tell me I’m nothing if I already know that?” My voice cracked.
“I’m sorry.” His sad eyes fixated on an imperfection in the sidewalk.
“It’s too late. I’m tired of feeling alone in such a big place, I need to leave.” I turned, heading for the door. I felt a hand on my wrist.
“What do you mean, leave?” He questioned, he knew what this goodbye meant. I gave him a sad smile, confirming his thoughts. I left him there, knowing nobody in the world was going to save me.