She leans into the touch for a second. I don't want you to leave.
For an instant, she thinks about taking back everything she had just and asking him to stay, they had each other and this place and they didn't need anything else. Or they could live outside, she'd go with him, anywhere. She had the resources, she could live his life and leave hers behind.
Could I?
But she couldn't give up her family and even if she wasn't ready now, she couldn't give up the possibility of having children. Chris turns her head, moving out of his touch, and looks away. She swallows the lump in her throat and her eyes sting.
There's a stab of pain when she turns away from his touch, though he knows why she's doing it. Though he knows that it's the only way they're going to be able to do this.
He lets his hand drop, even though all he wants to do is pull her close to him and let her cry on his shoulder. But that would only make it more difficult.
"Goodbye, Chris," he says, quietly, before turning his back on her and heading for the door. 'I love you' doesn't really need to be said.
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For an instant, she thinks about taking back everything she had just and asking him to stay, they had each other and this place and they didn't need anything else. Or they could live outside, she'd go with him, anywhere. She had the resources, she could live his life and leave hers behind.
Could I?
But she couldn't give up her family and even if she wasn't ready now, she couldn't give up the possibility of having children. Chris turns her head, moving out of his touch, and looks away. She swallows the lump in her throat and her eyes sting.
It's better this way.
"I know. I've never regretted our relationship."
But sometimes I still think I should.
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He lets his hand drop, even though all he wants to do is pull her close to him and let her cry on his shoulder. But that would only make it more difficult.
"Goodbye, Chris," he says, quietly, before turning his back on her and heading for the door. 'I love you' doesn't really need to be said.