Rising Sun Valley Leave me in the afterglow, the dew of dying stars

Ophelia.
The moment the name passed his lips, she pulled abruptly from his embrace. Hurt etched itself into her features, hurt and betrayal; she'd asked him not to! Begged! Ophelia, again, like a blazing strike to her chest. The sound of it hurt her ears. She shook her head.
No, no no - don't call me that, please, I can't - Tears hot in her eyes, and she wanted to explain, but she couldn't. Reverie tried again to speak; she fought desperately for that opportunity, but even so... I - She struggled. Her focus slipped. Then her gaze fell away from him, turning glassy, and when she looked back she didn't see him at all. She didn't see anything.