He didn't turn around (and the door closed behind him) ((Drabble version))
He turned around, turned away from me and I knew the argument was over.
I should have been happy, but it felt strangely like giving he was giving up on me.
Slowly Obi-Wan walked towards the door.
It took all of my willpower not to cry out to him, ask for him not to leave.
Because I also knew that this was the end. The end of my time as his friend, as his son and as a Jedi.
Yet if he turned around now to face me again, I would throw myself in to the safety of his arms. I would break down, cry and tell him everything, that I always loved him, and that I was sorry.
If he turned around, everything would be alright, the light side of the force would win, good would conquer…
…He didn't turn around and the door closed behind him.