She stormed into the room holding her eyes steady and bold.

"Hey Sel," he got up to embrace her but she shook her head. "What's wrong?"

"I can't go through with this anymore," she stated. She didn't state it with anger but rather confidence. "I'm done," she said with finality in her voice.

"What? Where is this coming from?" he asked, searching for something in her eyes. He thought this time was going so well. He was more open than before.

"I have more dignity than the last time around, "Selena raised her eyebrows as she said the statement. It was true. She felt like a fuller version of herself.

"What? No, this isn't like the last time," he responded as he took her hand. She shook her head.

"No, its not. Because this time, what happened between you two is probably irreparable, huh?" She guessed. His eyes flickered for a second and she picked up her pace. She scoffed. "I'm not angry Nick. But don't think I'm stupid. This PR stunt, I did it because I had some lingering feelings." She crossed her elbows and started looking at him defiantly. She knew he didn't know what to say to her. He had never seen her like this. She had changed in the past year and she was going to finally prove it.

"Me too," he pressed back. She shook her head.

"You can't just come back to me when you're done with her. When we saw each other during Christmas I thought you were being genuine."

"I was," Nick responded. He was absolutely caught off guard with her new surge of personality.

"No, you weren't," she cut him off. "You kept singing songs about her. And I thought I was trapped in this relationship like I felt the last time around. And this this is the first time I realized I can end this," she motioned between them. He looked up, a little bit desperate.

"No, come one Sel. Let me just prove this to you," he started. But she blocked out his words and shook her head. He grabbed her hands and took her into his hold.

"Nick," she said softly. "If you have any shred of respect for me. Then let me walk out of here," she looked into his eyes. "Please." He gulped and released his grip. She took a step back and turned on her heel and out of the room. And out of his life. It was the first time in the last two years that she finally felt free.

A/N The final breakup. I liked writing this part.