Why did you break it?
"Why?" She screamed to his back. "Why did you break it?" He stopped in his tracks and looked at her over his shoulder.
"Because you terrify me." He squinted his eyes, the way you glare at someone who doesn't understand something they clearly should. "You make me want to give up everything and fall to your feet. Because I would do literally anything you ask me to. Because you can bring me to my knees with a look. Because you consume my every thought, you claim my every minute, you own every piece of me. That terrifies me. If I don't walk away now, I may never be able to."
"Then what am I supposed to do? I already agreed to live a life in which you owned every piece of me, my every dream and wish, my every want and need. Every laugh and tear, every blush and fire, it all belongs to you, it has all always belong to you. What am I supposed to do?"
He silently prayed she wouldn't drown in the river she was crying, but he focused on the flashing bar sign on the street behind her. Watching the pain on her face was swallowing a grenade and waiting for it to explode.
"That's your mistake." He whispered.