Wear And Tear

Benjamin punched in Skylar's number, only to be met with a vexed voice on the other end.

"Now what?"

"Let's breakup." Benjamin said it much more rudely than her.

"What?" Skylar was taken aback.

Even though she'd been insisting on a breakup for days, she knew he'd never willingly let her go. When he finally conceded to separate, she felt like the ground had been yanked from beneath her.

"What's the matter? Are you shaken?" Benjamin asked, stationed in the second-floor corridor, and shot Skylar a concerned look at the first-floor lobby.

"Of course not. Why would I be shaken? I've been wanting this for a long time. It's clear now that parting ways is the best choice for both of us," Skylar said, her eyes welling up with tears.

'Wow, what an adorably awful liar,' Benjamin mused, casting a smirk her way as he casually slipped his left hand into his pocket.

Every action of hers was under his keen observation and enjoyment. The moment he brought up the breakup, her brisk steps suddenly halt