[He's right. She had expected him to say exactly this, just a little less insensitively. Her voice catches, and she pushes past it hoarsely.]
You're supposed to talk sense into me. Make me do the right thing because I'm too muddled to remember what it's like when someone decides the best thing for you is to be far away from someone who might love you.
[Tears spring into her eyes and it's not just the pregnancy hormones. She once fell in love with someone who never grew up, and he didn't just leave her. He never quite left--he left enough to be gone, but not enough for her to move on. Can she allow that for her child? A father who is there just enough to cause pain but not enough to be a father?]
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[He's right. She had expected him to say exactly this, just a little less insensitively. Her voice catches, and she pushes past it hoarsely.]
You're supposed to talk sense into me. Make me do the right thing because I'm too muddled to remember what it's like when someone decides the best thing for you is to be far away from someone who might love you.
[Tears spring into her eyes and it's not just the pregnancy hormones. She once fell in love with someone who never grew up, and he didn't just leave her. He never quite left--he left enough to be gone, but not enough for her to move on. Can she allow that for her child? A father who is there just enough to cause pain but not enough to be a father?]