Third Person POV “Why did you agree to this? You didn’t have to come if you really don’t want to?” Breana asks. They are walking for a while now. It was dark, only the light coming from a few streetlights and houses giving them illuminating their paths. Alex hummed, pondering what her answer would be. “Did you feel empathy or pity towards me, because as you say, we both love people who don’t feel the same towards us? Be honest, Alex.” She suggested. It was true after all; they keep pining for people they can’t seem to have. “No. I owe it to you. Closure. If this is what it’s going to give you that then I will. Also, as you have said, I needed this to take my mind off of some things and it did. Thank you for that. Did you enjoy today?” Alex tilted her head to the side to look at Brea

