I don’t care about you. So, life without you will not change for me.”
“Y-Y-Your words cu-ut me deeper than any knife ever c-cou-could. I-I-I, I thought w-we had something s-special. I-I-I, I thought I was y-y-your other side. I-I-I, I thought w-we we-were the yang to the oth-others y-y-ying.”
“But we’re not, we’re not even close to that. So go ahead and die. Do the world the justice it deserves and leave it!”
He slumps forward, and lies on the ground motionless, as the ever-growing sea of red cascades evermore.
“I-I-Is he really dead?” Betty mutters from behind him.