Samantha glared unhappily at Kyle, who was simply sitting there and not looking at her. She refused to say anything, though she was hoping that he would plead, beg or even cry at having to break up. Why was he so calm?
"Well, since there's nothing else," Kyle said as he got up, not looking at her in the face, "I'll be leaving now."
Samantha didn't say a word, and just watched him go.
Samantha was not happy, not happy at all but there was nothing she could do about it. If he had only said something. If he had only looked like this was something he didn't want, then ... then she would have ... she certainly would have not let him go so easily.
As it was, both were silent until the the door closed, and the sound of the door hitting the frame seemed to echo in the room. Samantha sighed, and started crying again.
Outside, Kyle leaned on the door for a while, shaking his head.
[Ye Gads, that was tough] he said with a sigh and he started walking off.
