Four little words.

That's all I hear--delivered in a quiet and emotionless manner as though stating a dull fact. Slicing the atmosphere like a sword through smoke. The end of everything, the true desires behind the mask, ravages me and kicks the ice queen back into touch. I am being thrown away after everything I've done. My purpose is snuffed out, with just four little words that seem so nothing to him.

"Stop talking like that."

"You bastard."

Mother and Yoonah are on two different sides of the fence, and I shrug Yoonie off, unable to bear human touch anymore, not even his. I am lost in my own shattered...