Reaching behind me, I'm surprised to find his side of the bed empty. He's been cuddling me every morning, and then we make love. Rolling myself over his side still feels warm; he couldn't have gotten up too long ago.

Standing up, I grab the silk robe from the bedside table. I cover myself before walking to the living room.

He has his phone in his hand. "Fuck, Casey. How did this happen? You told me you couldn't..." he stops talking and listens to the girl on the other end.

I make my way over to him and place my hand on his shoulder.

He moves his shoulder out of my grasp. "I'm leaving today. Bye." He says before abruptly hanging up the call. His shoulders sag. He runs his hand through his sandy blonde hair and whispers a fuck under his breath.

What's wrong with him? Everything was perfect before the phone call.

Taking a step towards him, I ask. "Are we leaving today? Do I need to pack?"

"No," he breathes deeply. "You don't need to pack, Eliza."

"Oh, okay, do you want me to book a flight for next week or-"

"You aren't coming with me."

"W-what?"

He turns to me and looks into my blue eyes. I can see that what he's going to say next will leave me shattered. I shake my head, and the tears begin to build up. He takes a step towards me, and I step back. "Don't. Please don't." My voice is shaky, and I don't like it.

Laughing cruelly, he says. "God, Eliza. You're still as pathetic as you were ten years ago. I call you, and you're ready to lie on your back for me. You're nothing but a good lay. Do you think I meant all the things I promised you?"

It feels like he plunged a knife into my heart, and I'm waiting for the moment he twists it.

"I didn't mean it all."

There's the twist I was waiting for.

"Leaving you ten years ago was the best thing that happened to me. Truth be told, you don't belong in my world." He pulls the robe open and runs his hand down my milky white skin. It makes me shiver. "Even after everything I said, you still want me." Again, he laughs cruelly. "You're pathetic, Eliza."

The dam breaks, and a sob leaves my throat; tears stream down my cheeks and my lower lip quivers.

Grabbing his keys off the hook, he walks out of the house without looking back. I fall to the ground and cry. He leaves me shattered for the second time in my life, and I don't think there's a way out of it this time.