The game of silence began again between them. But this time it brought along tears on both their eyes.
Astrid had wanted this. Had been craving it. Not just hearing from him that she was his world or that he saw her the same way. She wanted everything revolving around her head to be a lie. Everything she had recently discovered about him to be just false accusations thrown by her panicking mind.
And it was.
All of it was false. He wasn't using her. He wasn't collecting weapons. He wasn't a mastermind playing chess with human hearts.
But the price of that truth was watching the one person she thought was unbreakable finally break. The same man who had fought the world with a middle finger raised and a grin on his face was now sitting across from her utterly defeated. In a pain far greater than any wound she had ever seen on him.
