Rina's POV

He whispered my name like a plead, like he didn't want to lose me, but I felt like my heart ripped into two and shards of glass were piercing my insides. He was thinking of breaking up with me because we were too different. I let out a scoff. Too different? Shouldn't I be the one that breaks up for that reason? He came closer to me but I wanted to run away. Yet I knew I had to face this situation. If not now, then when?

“Let's talk,” he said

“We're talking now aren't we?”

I could feel the tears flowing down my cheeks. I didn't even realize it had already formed in my eyes.

“Please don't,” he was reaching for my face.

He's inching closer, oh goodness. He is going to cup my face. Don't give in, Rina, don't. As his hand got closer, I looked down and wiped the tears away myself.

“Don't touch me,” I told him

“Rina.”

Isn't it amazing how one person can say your name and how different it could be each time they said it? I remember him saying my name every time he was amazed by me, like he was so in love with me. But now I can hear in his voice how sorry he was.

“Don't even say my name. Just don't,”

“Let's talk somewhere more private,” he said

“What for?”

“We're exposed here, standing up. We should sit down,” he answered

“Are you scared I'd be scandalous?” I spat

“No,” he shook his head, “I just think it's better if--”

“There would be no difference, Jay,”

“If you say so,” he sighed in defeat

“Well talk.”

This is dreadful, having to talk and act tough when all I want to do is cry, cry until I no longer have the tears to cry.

“I think we should break up,” he started

“Okay.”

He looked shocked.

“Okay?” he repeated my answer

“Okay. Yes. I am agreeing to the break up,”

“That's all you can say?” Jay asked

“What else do I need to say? Like I said, there would be no difference.”

Oh Kwon Jay. Did you expect me to beg for you to stay? Is that why you're so shocked? Even to the end of this relationship, so full of yourself. So full of it. Yet