Winona's POV.
Crashing through the trees she made a beeline towards her childhood safe haven. A tree house her father made her when she was a child. It was in the thickest densest part of the woods, in the highest tree. It was extremely well hidden to the average person unless you knew what to look for. She scaled the trees and locked herself inside and let the inevitable happen. She let herself cry, a cry she held back for so long. Ever since the day they broke up.
Wallace's POV.
Winona pushed herself away from him, he couldn't understand why. He watched her run, he knew she needed the space. He need the time to let his emotions out too, so he could keep his composure the next time they met. There would be a next time, he would make sure of it. He didn't want it to end like this and he would always be clinging to the hope they would get back together. Even with how unlikely it seems. With that he got up, wiped away the tear and followed her into the woods not knowing where to go.
