*he fights with the urge to walk away without another word.  he had at one point loved this girl, and he owed her at the least an explanation*<br/>Keep your voice down, Riley.  Now you listen to me for once.  You've been more than moody, you've been straight up controlling.  I can't live like that, Riley.  I NEED to have some freedom.  And no, I have more sense than to have slept with her.  I haven't even slept with you, and we've been together for three years.  I meant what I said about not sleeping with anyone till marraige.  Unless you can come up with some magical cure for your controlliveness, then we're done.<br/>*stands up and collects his coat of the back of his chair, fully aware that everyone is watching them now*