"This isn't working anymore."
Roy shook his head. "No, that won't work." The tall man began pacing his bedroom. "I love you but…" Roy paused and fisted his hands in his hair. "Fuck. I love her, but this… this isn't fair."
A knock rang at the door.
"Fuck." Roy composed himself and walked to the front door of his apartment and opened the door to his blonde lover.
"Riza, please come in. Would you like anything to drink?"
"No thanks, I can't stay for long." The small woman sat at her usual place on the couch.
"Roy, I've been thinking about this, and it's not working."
A wave of relief washed over the dark-haired man. "You too?"
"Yeah. I love you, but…"
"Yeah, I know what you mean."
Riza stood back up and hugged Roy. "I'm glad."
He hugged her back. "Me too."
He smiled at her as they walked to the door. "I'll see you at work on Monday."
She nodded and smiled back as she walked outside. "Later then."
"Later." Roy shut the door firmly as he saw her walk down the street, never looking back.