“You’ll come back to me,” she told him.

He shook his head. “No, I won’t. You need to get that idea out of your head. We’ve played this out. There’s nothing left for us. You know we were never meant to be.”

“How can you say that, after all we’ve been through?” She asked, her voice almost cracking.

“I can say it because it’s true. Think about the first moment we met. Remember how neither of us gave the other a second thought? How neither of us found anything remarkable in the other? I won’t say that we didn’t have good times, but they’re over now. The only reason you’re hanging on is because you’ve gotten complacent with the thought of us. But once I walk away, you’ll realize that I’m replaceable.”

“So then I’m replaceable too?”

He didn’t answer.

“Come on,” she goaded. “If we’re all equal in all of this, then you can say it. You walk away and I realize you’re replaceable. I stay behind and you realize I’m replaceable. Isn’t that what you’re saying? Just say it.”

“If I do, will you believe?”

“Never.”