There was no way. I had plans, a life. Every thing I'd thought of had fallen through, I was stuck. He sat on the sofa looking solemn, he didn't want to believe any of it. Not that it was true, not that I would follow through, not that it would be over...for everyone. He'd been avoiding eye contact since I stepped up onto the stool.  I didn't want this, but I was out of options. I slid the rope over my head and tightened it up a little. I should have said goodbye, but instead I let the pregnancy test fall from my hand and kicked the stool aside. A hotness spread across my face, the pressure was so intense, I could feel my body moving in spasms. He reached for the test on the floor and a morbid understanding spread over him. My eyes were fixed on his heaving back, weeping into his knees, as the light around me faded away. 


Write a short scene in which one character reduces another to uncontrollable sobs without touching him or speaking.