The earth did not stop turning , the time had not stopped ... no. It was cold outside , the wind , the snow began to fall , and it was colder between them at that moment standing there in the middle of the living room, despite the flames from the fire dancing behind them.
Face to face. So far from each other . And yet so close .

-"Why did you do this to me? »

And time had stopped, ticks and tocks of the old clock that were in the hall became less noisy, these words uttered with contempt sounded louder then flew into the air as if they had never been pronounced in this living room so big yet so stuffy.

-« Say something, talk to me! »

Sorry.
-« You promised me you can't do this to me. »

I know.

He bite his tongue, his head down not wanting to meet her eyes. She wanted to scream, cry, but refused to do it in front of him.

-« I was always there for you, I supported you in everything you wanted to do, but what you just did ... I do not understand, I have the impression that everything is spirit to collapse around me. And with what you just told me, our relationship too. »

The wind was still blowing, icy cold began to settle into the room and the silence too.

- "You promised me and I believed you," The sound of her voice was now a whisper.

Sorry.

-«I gave you everything. Absolutely everything. I thought we were stronger than that, you make me believe that you had changed and I believed every word that came out of your mouth without a moment doubt of you or us. »

I still do.

-« Say something... »

He finally looked up to meet her sad eyes, he opened his mouth but no sound came out as if every syllable remained stuck in his throat.

Silence. Tocs tics, it resumed. Tics tocs, increasingly strong.

-« I'll miss you.»

In her eyes you could read the disappointment, sadness and love little hideaway not as sparkling as before but still there.

She looked to burn every part of his face that she loved so much, saying that this could be the last time she could run her hands through his brown hair, curly and yet so soft, that she will try to recover order his thick eyebrows that seemed always messy, that she would cross such a magnificent look that was his: green eyes with a shade of hazel, the most beautiful according to her, that she could put her lips on his own or see his bright smile that gave him the air of children.

Frozen in front of him, she couldn't take her eyes from his.
This is it...Th end.

She shrugged, he smiled, That was her, to act as if she didn't care even when she suffered. And when she turned to leave he called a "I'll miss you too" which froze her five seconds.

She, swallowing her tears, left without closing the door after leaving the cold entered the loft but that was nothing compared to the cold which had already interfered between them.

He closed the door and took a deep breath, she was gone, leaving the skin very sensual fragrance of vanilla Black behind her, besides the house was impregnated with it starting with the cushions on the sofa when they sat to watch 'How i met your mother "on Sundays, through the kitchen when she was trying to cook pastries that she always ended up burning to the bathroom where she used to spend hours to prepare before going out to the bed they had shared many nights and it seemed so cold without her hair scattered on the pillow. Her laughter still ringing in every room.

The wind was blowing so hard.

Notes

Hi !! So this is the first time I post a story I am writing be lenient and let the comments if you like it. Thank you. :D