The pattering of the rain falling against the roof of the car had been the only thing breaking the silence. The soft glow of the streetlights outside illuminated your sleeping face as Leon took a longer route to your apartment, hesitant to let you go. He was aware it had been a shitty move to break up with you the way he had, yet he couldn’t keep the swirling thoughts of a past lover from his mind to the point he felt conflicted. He knew he couldn’t commit emotionally to you. Stringing you along was wrong. He enjoyed your company and cared about you; letting you go was the right thing to do in his eyes.