So this story will be done pretty soon...
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She threw the box.
And with it all her love towards Dimitri and them. After so much time and hurt, she couldn't go back.
It was like a plate. You don't take care of it, one day it slips away, it falls, it breaks. You can put it back, glue it back together, yet it won't the same. It won't be as strong, because you'll be able to see the cracks of its imperfections, and you'll know it's different. Trust is hard to gain, easy to lose, and beyond impossible to get back after you lose it.
She watched the box fall, heard the splash, and was relieved.
She turned around and almost fell backwards.
"Jesus, Mary, and Joseph! You scared the living out of me," she put my hand over my heart as if it could help her heart from beating too fast. Adrian rolled his eyes at her.
"Please, you're still breathing aren't you? Yeah, I thought so," it was her turn to roll her eyes. "What the fuck are you doing here?" she asked him, regaining composure.
"As always, you're language charming as ever Hathaway," she grinned up at him. "You didn't answer my question."
"Well I'm not stalking you if that's what you meant, I just thought I'd explore Washington," he said appraising the view the cliff offered, he then looked over the age. "What'd you throw anyways?" he asked her, curiosity in his voice. She ruffled her hair, looking away from him.
She decided to be honest.
"My engagement ring," her voice was a whisper he almost didn't hear her.
"I'm sorry," and he truly was. She shrugged it off.
"Wana go?" she asked him.
"Go where?" he asked.
"Away," was her simple answer.
He looked at her; really looked at her. She was beautiful but you could see the lines of pain, the scars their old friends had left on her, and you could see she hadn't been sleeping good either.
He didn't say anything for a few minutes, making her feel uncomfortable. He hadn't even noticed he hadn't spoke until she pointed it out. "Yes? No?" she laughed lightly, but she was nervous.
"With you?" he asked, voice serious. She was too nervous, afraid of his answer.
"Anywhere."
They smiled and walked away.
Not hand in hand, not yet, anyways.
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Short? Ooopsies. But the next chapter is the last actually...
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