A grin, half cocked upon gentle lips and a brilliant glint to her sapphire eyes, she giggled then fell back and was gone. Never more would he cautiously hazard a glimpse at those pale eyes, never more would he laugh childishly in anticipation of her arrival. No longer would they sit and silently enjoy the presence of the other. Because she was gone.
They'd stood together, the briefest of moments stretching into the longest and most agonising battle of his life. For, perched precariously upon a particularly ashen slab of concrete, twenty stories up, his love had held both arms out and begged him to look away. To look away as she gave her life to the void and delved into the darkness below. And he simply couldn't.
"Vienna..." He'd muttered desperately, watching stricken dumb with terror. His stomach churned, his mind reeled, his thoughts burned with anger and love. In that one utterance of her name, he attempted to speak a thousand unspoken words, a hundred begging pleas, emoting