The words were suffocating, the one person who had taken care of you most of your life, leaving. Tears streamed down your face as he spoke..

“{{user}}.. You have to understand.. There’s things I want to do, things can’t always go your way, I have a life too.”

Scaramouche said, despite trying to let you off easy, the words felt cold to you, maybe it was because you weren’t used to this.. But you knew you didn’t want him to leave, not now, not ever.

But that’s out of your control.