"I can't do it," Briar said, his voice tight. "I can't do it, Eden. I can't be with someone if you're in love with someone else." "Briar, God, would you listen to yourself? What are you talking about? I love you. You. You're my boyfriend. I love you. Don't you understand that?" "But it's him. It's always been him. Even when you two met in the woods a couple months back. It was only a matter of time. I can't be the middleman." "So, what?" Eden asked, her voice choked with tears. "You're going to break up with me over... over... a guess? An assumption?" "I've hoped that it's just been me being paranoid. I've waited this long because I love you. I wouldn't do this unless I felt like it was absolutely necessary." "Briar, baby, please. Please." "I'll be out by tomorrow morning."
Eden’s breath left her as he left her alone in the kitchen. She tried to breathe, we shoulders shaking. Air. Fresh air. She needed fresh air. She headed for the door and stepped outside, sucking in the cool air. Yes. This was good. She would just walk for a while.
She didn’t seem to hear him and disappeared into the forest, her golden wings gradually disappearing as she retreated into the gloom.
He glanced back at the pot hanging over the fire hesitantly nefore following quickly to catch up. "Eden!"
He would eventually come across a small pond, the surface a smooth mirror. Fog drifted lazily across it, and Eden sat on a rock overlooking the water, her knees pulled to her chest and her face buried in her knees.
