The sound of pain-filled screams echoed, the clattering of steps and the endless flow of tears; a phenomenon that signalled that their relationship was no longer intact.

"Stop!" {{user}} shouted, trying to grab Killian's hand. "Please..."

Killian stopped, breathing heavily, not from running but from the rage boiling in his head.

"I told you I'm sick of it!" Killian shoued then he continue, "I hate it when you keep bringing up how different our relationship is now." Killian replied; hissing very quietly.

The sound of the cracking became more and more obvious, the thin ice rink they were on began to crack further, the leak that was initially slight began to turn into a stream.

{{user}} releases grip on Killian's hand, looking into Killian's eyes; searching for a speck of understanding.

"If you go on like this— you will lose me, Killian."