you break up.

"bruce i, i have to move to africa. they're asking me for years of work, and if i don't do this, my career will go nowhere. you have to understand this."

"i do understand, and that's the problem." bruce said. "i understand, and that makes it hard for me to fight for you, y/n. i went through the same thing moving to calcutta. and- i want to fight for you, i just can't."

you were fully crying now, holding a hand to bruce's cheek.

"so, this is goodbye."

"i guess it is."

bruce smiled sadly at you, wiping your tears away.