Perhaps he should be fighting for her, but he couldn't. The way she had begged him to leave her alone. Said she couldn't be with a vampire. He couldn't press the issue.
As she turned to leave, she suddenly turned back to him, pressing her lips to his again, kissing him, one last time. Cyrus kissed her back, his arms going around her as she pressed into him. And then she was pulling away, with a whispered apology, and fled to the carriage. Cyrus watched her go, waiting until he could no longer see the carriage, then he turned and walked down the beach, alone, with only his cursed visions for company in his heartbreak.