Cars and taxis were speeding down the road as people hurried to work in the city. Sean and I stood there for a moment as the noise of the cars and people echoed around us. Sean stared at me for a long moment, and his look was so sad that I turned around to wave down a cab just to avoid seeing him. Suddenly, Sean broke down and the tears fell from his eyes. The cab pulled over and I opened the door. “I can’t believe this is happening,” he said. He grabbed me in his arms and held me close. “Please don’t do this to me. I can’t live without you, Scar. Don’t go.” I pulled away from him. “Yes, you can,” I said. “You chose to live without me when you went back to Penelope. If you can do it then, you can do it now. You’ll be fine, Sean. You can have whatever girl you want. She’ll fall in love with you and you’ll be happy again. You’ll forget about me in no time. You probably won’t even remember my name.” It wasn’t my intention to be cruel or bitter, but it was the truth.
