She was looking at me weirdly, like she was now seeing something she hadn't noticed before.
- We've ended many times before but this time was different. Permanent.
- What are you trying to say?
- Nothing, she said, slowly taking her eyes from me, like she always does when she doesn't really want to talk about it. "I just find it funny how the day we ended up for good is the same day she appeared. Maybe she was always meant to be next to you. I told you to go to hell, but maybe you've found heaven beside her instead. She's there, I'm not, so maybe that's why you've finally let me go only when she took your hand."