A Ring Crushed, A Heart Broken

he city lights smeared far below. Wind howled, drowning out everything but the terror that cou

the woman I' d spent three simulated years trying to save, her face pale and hard, eyes

ed, her grip tightening on my shredded shoulder. "You played God. You pulled my strings, moved me around like a pa

someone else. He was mine! My beautiful disaster. My pain. He was mine to lose. Not yours to take away

f this was real," she said, her voice flat and dead. "You' re not real. Your help, your kindness... it was

body past the point of no return. As the city rushed up to meet me, everything went white,