"Like what's more to say now?" Razeal muttered, not loudly, not explosively.. just tired. There was something far more cutting about this tone than the shouting from before. His shoulders were no longer rigid with fury; they were heavy, as though the weight of everything had finally settled into his bones. "You clearly said it yourself. You chose consistency over me."
"No!" Selena screamed back immediately, her voice cracking in the middle, desperation tearing through every syllable. "I didn't.. I fucking didn't mean that wayy!" She looked almost frantic now, like someone watching the last bridge burn behind her. "How can you say that? How can you believe that?"
