MY UNDOING
Clean break.
“That’s all?” she asked, her eyes wide, like she couldn’t believe how casually I’d just ended her.
“Yes,” I said simply, with no hesitation. My voice was flat, final. “I wish you well.”
The words came out softer than I expected, but they weren’t for her. They were for me. Closure. Done.
Something in her shifted. Her shoulders dropped, her anger drained, replaced with something fragile. Like that tiny sentence was the kindest thing anyone had ever told her. Her lips curved into the ghost of a smile, almost shy. “My name’s Cynthia, by the way.”
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