'"You know what, Natasha? Why don't you try to live your life without bothering me? I'm tired. Can we just end everything like it didn't happen anymore?" He said it with casual indifference.

Once again, my heart sank. I anticipated these painful words, yet I still couldn't bear them.

"What?" I mumbled.

Suddenly, his eyes flared with intense hatred and disgust as he looked at me. I couldn't fathom where it came from. The way he stared made me question, made me doubt if he ever truly loved me. It felt like a tree rooted in loathing.

"You're making this hard for me, you know that? Why can't you just...