His famous last words.
I wasn't surprised. I knew what was coming even before the words came tumbling out of your mouth.
All I did was raise an eyebrow.
You looked confused, probably thinking, "Why isn't she reacting?"
And all I can think of was the fact that I don't even have the emotion to cry, to ask. Or to at least look like I even care. It scares me that I am not affected.
It's not because I never loved you. I do.
But the moment you said the words I just moved on.
I am sorry.
But I guess that's just the kind of person I am.