Hades
The world splintered, and the sky fell as the words out of her mouth crashed into me, ripping my heart out of my chest.
"I am going back to Silverpine," she said. "At least for the meantime."
I clutched my chest, praying my thundering heart was what was making me mishear her. "Red..."
She didn't even meet my eyes. Her expression was cold and distant. "We need space."
A dagger slid between my ribs, ripping the air out of my lungs. "Love, please... I am trying to understand," I rasped, the words burning like ash in my throat. "But space? From me?"
She finally lifted her gaze, but her eyes held none of the warmth I had once drowned in. They were distant, unreadable, like the moon on a stormy night—so close, yet untouchable.
"My parents were right," she said, as if she were convincing herself more than me. "There's too much stacked against us, but we tried to live in a fantasy that could never last."
