“You forgive me?” He laughed. “For what you did to me, I should …”
“You used me and played me in a game of fun and then discarded me like an old toy. But what bothered me the most is that I allowed you to do that. I played into your game.”
I could see the color rising on his face. I had hit to the core of his being with my words. He tried to respond, but I interrupted him.
“To feel good about myself, I pretended you truly loved me and to keep yourself from being bored or maybe from feeling how lost you were, you played along, but I let it happen. I came to simply tell you that I am leaving you now. You have no power over me any longer. I was a fool but am not one now. Good-bye.”
“A fool? You are worse than that. I will be glad to be rid of you forever. Is that not what you fear? That y
