Connor felt the tears start to fill his eyes. He started to move toward Cutter, but stopped. There was nothing he could do or say. If Cutter didn't want to try, didn't want to fight for what they had...

Connor bit his lip as a sob of his own slipped out. He just stood there staring at Cutter, realizing he couldn't even look up at him. And in a way that made it all the more painful.

"N-Nick... I.... Nick, please..."