Prologue

One cold night of February, Amaya is staring at the night sky-high. Staring at the man who's about to leave her this lonely cold night.

"I'm sorry but let's end this. Let's end our relationship, Aya." He faced her with his usual serious expression.

Few years ago, calling her Aya sounds so sweet but now it turns cold. Full of anger, full of hatred and doesn't have any trace of love.

"Ple...please don't leave me!" Amaya Robinson kneeled, begging him to stay. "What do you want me to do? I will do it! Just... just stay with me, please." She looked down, tears flowing to the ground but the man in front of her seems to be a stoned heart.

"I'm not yet ready." The 17 years old man looked away as he said those words. He wanted to stay but the anger eaten him up.

"You're unbelievable! We're together for almost 4 years, for pete's sake Zachary!" Amaya punched the ground as if she can hurt it or break it.

She's feeling sore, in and out. She's hopeless and tired.

"I am really sorry, Aya. Goodbye!" Zachary Brantford said with full force, without hesitation.

"No! Zachary, please just give me time." Amaya stood up hurriedly, run and tried to stop him from walking away with her, with her life.

"You don't know anything. Just le-." Amaya stopped. "Bullshit! I said we're done, I don't want to say this but shit. You're making me angry Aya." Zachary Brantford shouted, trying to be calm but his words was so painful for her.

"Please Zach! No! Don't do it." She pleaded like a new born puppy but it didn't make any sense at all.

He pushed her, accidentally she fell on the ground. She got bruises, she feel the pain. It sorrounds in her soul, mind and body.

"I don't need you in my life cause you're a whore! A fucking slu-." With full energy, Amaya closed her eyes, stood up even she's trembling and slapped Zachary that made him shock and dumbfounded.

Cold winds blew up, Amaya was breathing heavily because of her undying sobs. She wanted to slap her one more, punch him, kick him but she couldn't move her body.

It's freeze like she was prisoned in a old and cold freezer.

"You will regret, Zachary Brantford for judging me." It was a simple goodbye. A revenge goodbye.

Zachary Brantford feel something strange in his chest. He loves her so damn much but they're not meant for each other.

"I love you. Goodbye, my Aya." Zachary looked up at the sky. The moon, the stars and the clouds witnessed him crying.

He just stand there, in a quiet and cold park watching her walking away.

Zachary turn around, starting to walk oppositely. He took a few steps and stop, for the nth time he look at Amaya's back.

"I will never forget you." He uttered with swollen eyes.

On the other hand, Amaya wanted to go back. Embrace him and apologize, but it's too late.

Zachary walked too far, she can only see his broad shoulders.

"I will never forget you." She uttered while looking at the sky.