I DO NOT OWN FSOG

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Million pieces

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He had asked her to support him like she did before.

But, she didn't say much. She only said his name.

"Christian"

That was the only word that tumbled from her lips, after he had confessed it all.

The look in her eyes, as she said his name would haunt him for the rest of his life… it was full of regret, and resentment.

While tears rolled down her cheeks, he reached out to her. However, she shook her head, and stood up from the bed.

He wanted to pull her in an embrace, and take her doubts and sadness away.

He wanted to… so badly. But, he sat there frozen on the bed, hurt that she had rejected him like that.

After all that they'd been through together, couldn't she try to forgive him?

Did all those years mean NOTHING to her?

Wasn't his love worth fighting for?!

"Ana" he said, and gave her a pleading look.

However, she stood there, and tore her gaze from his.

As she did that, he felt such a gnawing pain in his heart, the ache unbearable.

"I need you, Ana…" He whispered, and prayed for her to look at him." More than I've ever needed you before"

She still avoided his gaze, still quiet, while tears spilled endlessly from her pretty, blue eyes.

"I can't" were the words he heard her say.

It was only a whisper, but he heard it clearly, and right then felt his heart break into a million pieces.

"Ana?" he tried again, but when he saw that look on her face, he knew that it was over.

So, he did what any man would do who felt like he's been rejected by the one he loves the most. He ran. He left her there and ran.

He couldn't take it anymore. His heart has been broken into a million pieces.

He ran. He ran from her, from his family, from Seattle, from everything.

He just had to get away from it all…

As he drove away, he swore to never go back. He swore to never love again, and to never trust anyone again like he had trusted her.

… Ana …