"Is it really that much fun to get a rise out of me?! I've had enough of you, and I never want to see-"

He chokes on his next words, because he wants to say them. Some part of him wants her to get out and leave and never come back. Some part of him says 'good riddance'.

He doesn't finish his sentence, clenching his hands into fists as he looks away. Anywhere but at her.