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Ellie felt the note fall out of her hands as the tears brewed fresh in the corners of her eyes. She wanted to scream as the full meaning of what he had done hit her like she had her heart excised and he had taken it with him off to some unknown place. It couldn't be true so she pulled the paper out from her crossed slack legs and tried to make sense of what he was trying to say. It was already done. There was no double meaning to his words. It was exactly as Henry Wong had told her numerous times. He was gone . . .

She stood slowly and got up shakily. She placed the wet paper on her nightstand and went over to the divider door between their rooms. She clutched at the doorknob and turned it hoping to find that it had all been some sort of sick joke to throw her off the scent. She wanted to protest but there was no one to hear.