Robert's POV:

She followed me to my apartment and I started feel nervous. Was that really this easy? Did I still have that effect on her that she couldn't let me go, after everything I had done to her? I opened the door for her and let her in. "Sorry for the mess, I just moved here" I mumbled when I saw how she looked the room disgruntled.

She looked me but didn't say anything but continued her way deeper inside my apartment. "Kitchen is here" I pointed the room next to us. She nodded but didn't pay attention really on my words. She made her way in the living room and touched my black leather couch. "Is this- ?" she was ready to ask but I answered her quicker back: "Yeah, that's same couch which was in our house"

Air between us got colder and silence landed between us. It was too much for her, I could tell and I was almost sure that she will leave but she didn't. She just asked when coffee will be ready and I answered shortly back, soon

We moved to my kitchen and Claire sat down on an old chair. "You should get some designer here to style this apartment. These walls look awful" she commented which made me chuckle a bit. "That wasn't a joke" she said dryly back but I could nothing to myself. The coffee maker turned off and I poured coffee on our mugs before I put other one in front of Claire on the table.

She thanked and took a sip of it. We sat quietly there. I didn't know what to say, so did she. Picture of that little box which laid in the bottom of my nightstand didn't leave me alone. Should I show it to her or just let things go like they will go after she leave?

I had totally lost in my thoughts that I didn't even realize that Claire had already finished her coffee. She stood up the table and brought the mug on sink table before she moved to the hallway to get her jacket. I followed her and watched how she put her jacket back on. "So, this was it then.." she said quietly.

"I wish you a luck to your life too, I didn't want this go like this but maybe it's better to both of us that we'll just.. walk in our own ways" her words got more quiet in the end that I barely heard her. "I have still one this for you, Claire" I said quickly before she was opening the door.

She stopped and looked me. I nodded and walked in my bedroom and opened the nightstand. I pulled out that little red box and sighed. Here it was now, the box which should have complete my life months ago, but now it might just ruin my life forever. However, I was sure that I wanted do it. She deserved to know.

Claire's POV:

Robert walked back to the hallway and there was something on his hand. he opened his hand and I recognized that it was a little red box. My eyes widened and I looked him shocked. "Robert, you can't! Is that what I think it is?"

"I should have asked you to marry me when it was your birthday but since you wasn't here, this ring just stayed here, and now I would like to give it to you" he said calmly. "Are you asking me to marry you?" I raised my eyebrows when he opened a little red box in front of my eyes where a diamond ring shone

"I might have lead you a bit in lost with my words but I really try show you this way how sorry I am and how badly I'd like to this work. This ring will be my sign to my endless love to you. It'll be a promise of that you will be mine..." he said. I didn't know what to say.

He had planned that all. He had used them those ways where I couldn't catch the main purpose. I should have known; I should have new that there was something behind those all speeches. I just stood there, still my mouth half open. "I-I.. -" I stuttered and tried grab my phone from my pocket.

"I have to go" I whispered slowly

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The endling is closer than you even know. Thoughts?

- This fanfiction really freak me out sometimes because it's almost like my own life (yeah, I might have said that once or twice already) even I don't really try that on purpose

There has been a lot of people who with I shouldn't hang out and they know it too themselves but on some point, we still walk on that same circle and hurt each others (=they hurt me)

I'm just too weak to let go

(Sorry for this thoughts opening. Probably 99% of you have already stopped reading, lol)