"Amy..." Mark could feel tears welling in his eyes.

Amy placed her hand on his upper arm, her eyes downcast. It hurt to see him cry. "Mark, please don't make this harder than it already is. We both promised each other that if we ever truly fell in love with someone else, we wouldn't hold each other back."

"But..." his bottom lip trembled as the first of the tears fell. "Amy please..."

Amy let her arm fall. "Mark, you promised. Anything to make me happy. This will make me happy." Mark moved to pull her against him, but she stepped back. He reached out again, and Amy dodged again. "Mark. You promised. I'll be gone by Friday." She turned and left the office, heading back to the house to begin packing. For five minutes, Mark stood unmoving, his arm still outreached to where she had been, tears soaking his face, blurring his vision.

Only after five minutes of nothing, did Mark's knees buckle. As he fell to his knees, his arms wrapped around him. "AAMYY!" Came his anguished cry, but she didn't come back, he was alone. Completely alone.