“Tell me what you’re thinkingâ€? he whispered. His voice was unbelievably irresistible and I had to give in.

“I’m thinking we should take a break.â€? I squeezed my hazel eyes shut so I wouldn’t have to see the agony this was causing him, my seven month boyfriend. But I could still hear the torture in his voice.

“If you think that’s best. But I do have one question.â€?

“Yes.â€? I finally had to glaze into his depressing eyes. I finally had to feel his pain by looking into them.

“Is this about something I did or about Roger?â€?

“Michael, you know the answer to that.â€? I told him, begging him to just drop it so I could leave him to torment him with my break-up idea.

“No I don’t. Do you love Rogerson or me, Marie?â€?

“I love…him.â€? But this is not why I couldn’t look away. I couldn’t look away because as I turned to leave, Michael pulled me close, kissing my lips one last time. And it was like falling in love all over again. With him.