"This isn't manipulation, Bucky. That's not...." She shook her head. "No, I'm not doing this. You've decided what kind of person I am and there's nothing I can say that's going to change that. And that's fine. I deserve it after what I said." She slipped the ring off her finger and took his hand, placing it in his palm.
"I'm sorry. I admit that I was wrong. Whether you believe it or not, I'm not trying to manipulate you." She blinked back some tears, not wanting to cry in front of him. "Maybe someday you'll be able to forgive me but I won't hold my breath." She cleared her throat again before turning to head toward the stairs to her apartment.