She pushed him away, her palms against his chest. "Don't touch me," she said, her voice trembling and her eyes watery. "You didn't even apologize." She bit her lip and looked down, her shoulders slumping. "Nevertheless, I should get going," she said, her voice low and sad. She turned around and walked towards the random way.her steps slow and heavy. She reached only 2steps faraway from him but stopped and glanced back at him, her expression hopeful and hurt.
"Where are you going?" He asked, his voice curious and concerned.
She made a pout, her lips curling and her eyes narrowing. "I'm going to hell, why do you care? Want to go with me?" she said, her voice defiant and bitter. her posture stiff and cold. She looked at him over her shoulder, her expression challenging and hurt.