She stood up, leaving the key and the full glass of whiskey on the bar. "There’s nothing left to say that hasn't been lied about already."

As she pushed through the heavy oak doors and stepped out into the rain, the muffled sound of the music followed her. She felt lighter than she had in years. The cycle was broken, the credits were rolling, and for the first time, she wasn't waiting for the sequel.

"Elena, wait, let’s talk about this," he pleaded, reaching for her hand.

Should we add a where Elena finds a new path, or would you like a different ending to this story?