As she started screaming and shouting at him, River began to feel worse and worse. She didn't even listen to what he had said. She didn't even seemingly want him to touch her any more. As she stormed upstairs and slammed the door shut. River could not have felt any worse. 'I finally told you I loved you... and you didn't even hear me' he whispered to himself, and sat on the stool in the kitchen. He'd wait for her to calm down, and if she still felt this way once she'd calmed. Then he'd leave and never return. He'd come back to make things right with her, but she just didn't see that, she was too wrapped up in the past. Evidently, when he'd told her everything, she hadn't really been listening. There was nothing he could do.<br/><br/>River could feel himself beginning to get wound up and frustrated, but there was nothing he could do. He guessed it was silly for him to come back and expect things to be the way they had once been. Nothing worked like that any more. Not since the day he'd originally came to make things right, he hadn't let her know... but he'd seen the way she'd kissed Jed. It had destroyed him, but once he'd left, he thought maybe he could come and patch things over once again. But it was becoming clear that wasn't going to happen.<br/><br/>He heard her door open, and then the shower. He debated going up there, and then had an idea, whilst she was still showering, he snook up to her room, and made it all lovely, lit some candles and sat on the bed, waiting for her to return. He was going to make this up to her, he couldn't loose her again.