Anger, self-pity, regret, and sadness. Those are the emotions she's feeling right now.

"Shit, shit, shit," is all she can say. Why did she do that? More like, why didn't she tell him that before?

We could have been together... She thought to herself.

She poured her emotions on the poem she just tweeted. Writing her feelings especially to Tristan has been her coping mechanism ever since the first time she wrote a poem to him.

She's in so much rage, the emotion that she felt the most. She went to her bedroom and looked for the box she kept for a very long time. Inside are her collection of poems she wrote for Tristan. There she saw the very first poem that she wrote for him which she wrote exactly ten years ago.

She grabbed the said poem, crumpled and ripped it into pieces. For her, keeping it doesn't make sense anymore. She is just hurting herself more.

She was not yet content with what she had done to the paper, so she went to her kitchen to find a gas lighter and burned it.

She just looked at the remaining pieces of the paper and got slowly consumed by the fire until nothing was left. Just like them.

It's over. Her remaining hope for her feelings and also their friendship. After what she had done, she can no longer face Tristan or Winona ever again. She ruined it. Nothing was left.