I Guess This Is Goodbye

“Don’t utter another word,” I whisper, breathing harshly.

        Head held low, she sobbed quietly, pulling at her restraints. Hot tears trail down her cheeks, smearing her careful make-up.

        “Please, James, we can work this out!”

        Laughter rang through the empty house as I raised my gun.

        “No. We’re breaking up.”

        I pulled the trigger.