Second Light
I flipped to that page and wrote just four words: I'm leaving with nothing.
He stared at me, shocked. "You really don't want anything?"
I had been with him long enough to know why he was doing that. He felt guilty and thought money would make up for it. That way, if I ever asked to get back together, he could say no without feeling bad.
However, I truly did not want anything. I had fallen for him when he had nothing, and now when I was going to leave, I did not want to take anything. I did not want any ties to him. I just wanted him gone from my life for good.