Even with all the money in the world, she didn't want to stay. "what's the point of me having all this money when I can't spend it? " "So you're leaving because I don't give you enough days off?" he asked with a slight look of confusion in his face. "it's not so much about the days off or the money, it's about me watching you make so many mistakes over and over again and hoping you'd realise something." I finally told him. "what is it? Because clearly I'm lost." he shouted, finally showing how much this was affecting him. "I've been in your corner for eight freaking years. Figure it out." I removed myself from his grasp and made my way to the plane that'd take me home. Halfway to my departure gate he shouted after me... "You love me don't you !" with some kind of realization in his voice.