er shi ; chance
"Give it one more chance."
Words like a hushed echo rung through her head. A chance? Hadn't she already given so many of those? It felt like at this point she was just existing simply to hand out chances to other people. Her parents, her siblings, her peers, and now the only guy she had ever loved. Did she even dare to say love?
The figure standing in front of her was kind of hunched over - his posture definitely not being his strong suit. His hands were clasped together, trying his best to show signs of remorse and regret. As if that would pass by Elly.
She let out a small sigh, uncrossing her arms before moving over to the sofa and taking a seat. A quick glance up at his figure gave him the hint to do the same. So he swiftly took the seat next to her, taking her hand in his. This seemed like some cliche romance plot all over again, and she was so over those.
Letting her eyes shut, her mind ran through at least ten thousand possibilities. Forget all that they had worked towards and just let him be - you can't change people, silly. Or she could let his words sink into her skin - believe for another week that he would change, that he would start valuing her more. That sounds ridiculous even running through her mind. For the year and a half that they had been dating, yes, he had some redeeming moments. Times where he would be compliant, discussing and talking situations out with her. But there were the times, like deep poison sinking into her mind, that filled her thoughts now. Times that he would yell at her in public for no good reason, times that he could never be bothered to talk and fix an argument.
The further Elly thought, the more she wanted to just leave him be. She could make the same memories, the same history, with someone that matches her personality more perhaps. A finger raised to push his hands off of hers, gaining more of her personal space back.
With a hard glint in her eyes, she matched his gaze - his soft, puppy-like gaze. "I think this time, you need to step back and realize the difference in our hearts. We're not a good match for each other. You'll just keep hurting me, and for some wack reason you believe you can change. But I'm not that stupid, and I don't think you'll change."
Her lips curled into a sarcastic, yet seemingly sad, smile. "I really loved you, you know. Hopefully one day you'll realize that."
And with those final words, she stood up, stilling herself with a sigh before walking through the door - giving her life another chance away from love.
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