WRITING OBSTACLE

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Last Goodbye

𝖨 𝖺𝗆 π—Œπ—π—‚π—…π—… 𝗇𝖾𝗐 π—π—ˆ π—π—‹π—‚π—π—‚π—‡π—€οΌŽ π–―π—…π–Ύπ–Ίπ—Œπ–Ύ 𝖾𝗑𝗉𝖾𝖼𝗍 π—†π—‚π—Œπ—π–Ίπ—„π–Ύπ—Œ 𝖺𝗇𝖽 π–Ώπ—…π–Ίπ—π—Œ 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝖺𝗋𝖺𝗀𝗋𝖺𝗉𝗁. Thank you in advance




β€œAre you really leaving?” I asked, my voice barely above a whisper.

Gabe looked away, his fingers fumbling with the zipper of his jacket. β€œYeah. It’s… it’s not my choice.”

β€œBut you can fight it, right?” I stepped closer, searching his face for anything, anything to hold onto.

He chuckled, dry and humorless. β€œYou know me. I’m terrible at fighting.”

β€œI’ll fight for you.” My throat burned as the words scraped their way out.

β€œYou shouldn’t have to.” His voice cracked, and for the first time, Gabe wouldn’t meet my eyes.

β€œI don’t care.” I grabbed his wrist, desperate. β€œI’ll do anything. Just… don’t leave like this.”

A long pause.

β€œI have to.”

β€œNo, you don’t!” My voice shot up, trembling. β€œWe promised, Gabe. Remember? β€˜An eternity we’ll spend together.’ You made me believe it.”

He sighed, the sound sharp and final. β€œI believed it too.”

β€œThen why?” My chest ached so bad I couldn’t breathe. β€œWhy are you breaking it?”

Gabe pulled his hand free, running it through his hair. β€œBecause life’s cruel. And sometimes it takes the people you love most and scatters them across the world like dust.”

β€œI’m not dust, Gabe.” A tear slid down my cheek before I could stop it.

β€œI know.” His voice dropped so low I barely heard him.

The clock struck eight. The headlights of a car flashed through the window of the old restaurant.

β€œI gotta go.”

β€œWait β€” please β€” one last hug.”

For a moment, I thought he wouldn’t. But then he was in my arms, and everything shattered.

β€œI’ll miss you, you idiot,” I mumbled into his shoulder.

β€œI’ll miss you more.” He pulled back, his smile trembling like glass.

And then, just like that β€” he was gone.

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