Neither of them wants this. Neither of them deserves this, either. But what choice do they have? She would never ask him to choose her over his family and their traditions. It simply means this wasn't meant to be - and that she was right when she thought she was better off alone.

Without another word, she packs up her things as quietly as possible. It hurts so much to see him like this, to know she has to leave when all she wants to do is comfort him, but she will do what's best. For both of them. They don't need whatever this could have been. They can find happiness with someone else when they're told they can. They can do what's best for everyone else and forget themselves.

Those are the lies she'll tell herself to get over this, at least.

When she has everything, she steps over to the door and looks back over her shoulder at him as she opens it. She frowns and it's a strain to get out the last two words to seal their fate.

"Goodbye, Viatorus."