Senna is gone.
I'm alone with him now.
"Bee..." That name... the name he used to call me. I close my eyes.
"Go away."
"I can't do that now. You're hurting; I can't leave you like this."
I'm furious now. I stand and walk toward the waiting room. He follows.
"I've always been hurting. Ever since that night, I have hurt. Ever since you left, I have been in pain. This is nothing compared to that."
His hands grip my wrists, stopping me from pacing. I'm glad my sweater is long enough to cover my extremities in this moment.
His grip tightens as he speaks.
"You think you're the only one who's hurt? You think only your life was a mess when I left? You're wrong."
He doesn't get it. He doesn't understand. I don't want to go through this again. I don't want to feel the pain in my heart grow
