One last hug.

He grabbed her by her waist gripping her tightly. She twitched a little, shut her eyes but went closer anyway. He said, “I love you.” She’d heard that enough to not believe in it anymore. She nodded. Said she did too. This time, not meaning a word. He apologised. Said he knew he’d done her wrong. She nodded, once again.

She had seen him in the arms of another woman while he claimed to have loved her. That image just wouldn’t get out of her head. She fought with it, tried to throw it out, tried to make herself believe in their love but all her efforts seemed to be going down in vain when she saw him today.

He cupped her head with his huge caressing hands, looked her in the eye and asked for her forgiveness. She continued her gaze at the floor. She had nothing to say to him for she knew if she said something, she’d take him back.

He carefully leaned forward and kissed her forehead. She kept thinking of things to distract herself, eyes still shut. Her body was giving in even though she tried refraining herself. She fought this battle in her head with her winning and losing both at the same time. She knew he wouldn’t do that again. She thought that the first time too but he ended up breaking her trust. She couldn’t go through all of that again. She needed to put a stop to that. She needed to close this. She needed an end.

But where would this bring an end to anything? He would rule her thoughts for as long as she could think of. He would be gone but he would still be missed. Looking at anything would remind her of him. She could break down in tears at any moment now. She wanted to send him away but she didn’t want to let him go.

Was there any other way to get things done?

But she put her foot down. Wrapped her arms around him. Hugged him as tightly as she could. She could see a smile curling up on his face. She captured this image thinking she’d need it later. Gave him a peck, touched his face then turned around and walked away to never ever see him again.