Intermezzo from Cavalleria Rusticana

"You're upset."

It was an understatement.

Ryan looked back at the boy - no, the man - who he'd loved, fought, and missed for the last three years.

He shrugged.

"Goodbye, Erik."

Erik simply sat at the table with a stoic expression on his face.

"You don't have any clue what you're doing. I love you."

"And I love you too. But I'm tired of waiting for you to accept it."

Ryan turned around and walked out of the apartment.

That would be the last time they'd see each other.