Now that they caught Sara's killer, Felicity thought he would at last slow down and let himself feel her loss. She was wrong.

"He was hired by someone and we still don't know who."

"I know, and we are going to find him. You know we will all do everything we can to find him."

He turns to leave but she's not done.

"But you need to stop, just for a day, hell an hour. Even Laurel went home to try to sleep a little."

"Felicity" Pleading for her to drop it.

"Listen I get it, you think you can't afford to grieve or to feel but you're wrong."

"Felicity" His voice is warning her.

"You are not the same person you were when you got back from the island. You care about people. About Thea, Roy, Diggle, Captain Lance, Laurel. And you cared about Sara. You think you have a choice, that you can keep us at arms lengths, but it's already too late. You care."

She looks at him, hopeful she can get through to him. But something in his eyes tells her differently. He made a decision.

"I can never be me and The Arrow. It is never going to work between us."

He pauses, both know what's coming next.

"I never loved you."

He's letting her go.