SAM

Her hands were shaking while lifting up the coffee cup from the dining table. She took a sip from her trembling lips and looked at him. “Is this the time for us to part ways?” He looked directly into her deep green eyes and tried to smile. He was tired from the fight last night and did not know what to say or even how to speak about it. She wiped the perspiration from her brows while he took some time munching on the sandwich. With one last gulp, he finished the coffee and without looking at her this time said, “I don’t know what else to say.” She smirked while a tear that was struggling to stay inside suddenly trickled down her cheek. She took her time wiping it and continued sipping coffee. “It’s not my fault,” he continued, “and neither is it yours. It’s the circumstances, that were not under our control. We tried our best to mend this relationship. We should have done this earlier. Not that it’s too late, but I don’t know if it’s the right time now. We ha