In the stillness of her room, Debbie replayed their entire relationship in her mind, piece by painful piece. She saw now that she had loved him more than he had ever loved her.
Her love had been a fire, burning bright and unwavering.
His, she realized, had been a fleeting spark—brief and easilyextinguished.
This realization cut deep. She had given him everything: her time, her trust, her heart. And yet, to him, it had been just
another chapter in his life, one he could close without looking back.