Brent dropped to his knees, sobbing. Everything was falling apart before his eyes. There was nothing left for him now. He looked upwards, face wet and shining in the light of the streetlamp. “Why,” was all he said.
Karen looked down, face buried in shadow. Despite the darkness, Brent could see her perfect white teeth in a predatory grin. She didn’t answer him, she gave no reason why she did this to him. She only stared at his misery, her smile glowing in the darkness.