A/N: Random drabble, nothing more, nothing less. Bonus points if you catch the music reference and can correctly name song and artist.
Disclaimer: Nope, don't own anything.
Do you love me?
The man she loved dearly walked by them and spared them a fleeting glance. She could easily read the disgust on his face which only deepened her resolve to make this as painless as possible.
She looked in the eyes of the man who had provided her the comfort and safety she had longed for. His eyes bored into hers and he heaved a deep sigh, before steeling his very own resolve. He had been holding an impassioned plea on how he loved her, but she zoned out after telling her for the first time. She thought he had repeated saying it for a few more times, but she couldn't be sure. He proceeded to ask her a question, one which according to him, he should've asked a long time ago. "Do you love me, Sarah?"
"No," was her answer. "I'm sorry, but it just wasn't meant to be." She pondered for a second, before adding: "I wish it could've been different." That part was actually a lie. She turned and hightailed it out of Castle.
That night, the other side of Special Agent Daniel Shaw's bed was once again cold as a dying stone.
