Blame a rainy Friday and episode 3x07 of Organized Crime for this.
"Suddenly she realized that what she was regretting was not the lost past but the lost future, not what had not been but what would never be."
- F. Scott Fitzgerald, "A Nice Quiet Place"
"It's never going to be me, is it?"
"What do you mean? It has always been you, Liv," He says, watching her stand in front of his couch.
"Well you certainly haven't shown it. Ever since you came back, I've never been your choice."
"Look, I'm sorry. I know I messed up. I want to gain your trust back. I want to get back to where we were before. Where we know each other inside and out."
"No. I'm tired. I'm tired of you running away and ghosting me again. I'm tired of you losing yourself in undercover work, and people like Angela, Flutura & now Tia. I know about her too, El. Bell called me to see if I knew anything about her. I have always come in last with you and I'm sick of it. You didn't know how to reach out over 10 years. You still don't. Well, problem solved. Don't. I'm done."
"Liv, I don't know how to fix this. I want to though. I just don't know how."
"I don't know what to tell you then, Elliot. I guess this is goodbye."