[She's beginning to feel like she'll never understand, and it won't be for a lack of trying. It's infuriating to her not to know the reasons-- not to know anything about why he's this way towards her. And worse yet, his words seem so final, despite the fact she'd never intended to give up.
All the retorts and questions she had in her mind dissipate suddenly, rendering her silent as she slows gradually to a stop. She reaches for words; something, anything.
But only comes out what sounds like defeat.]
Have it your way, then.
[...This angers her even more. Her tone is bitter; and she'll even turn the other way so that she doesn't have to look at him.
She doesn't know whether to hope she sees him again or not.]
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All the retorts and questions she had in her mind dissipate suddenly, rendering her silent as she slows gradually to a stop. She reaches for words; something, anything.
But only comes out what sounds like defeat.]
Have it your way, then.
[...This angers her even more. Her tone is bitter; and she'll even turn the other way so that she doesn't have to look at him.
She doesn't know whether to hope she sees him again or not.]