i liked him a lot-maybe loved him , but i was okay with us moving apart . minutes passed , and he finally pulled up outside the small apartment she 'd rented . with a sigh , he left the room and closed the door behind him . once we reach the million-dollar bridge , better known as 'the bridge to nowhere ' , i know we 're close . i told her he had to go on a trip , he had to work late , and that he had a cold . 