“Exactly what I said. Let’s end it. This relationship. Right here, right now. If you’re already trying to wear the pants, that’s not going to change later. Sooner or later, you’ll come up with something else I didn’t get a say in.”“So only things you decide can happen in your life?” she asked, a hint of sarcasm in her voice.“Yes, Babe. That’s what makes me the man. I want to be the one to ask my girlfriend to move in, or to marry me—not just go along with it when she feels like it,” I said, my tone sharp, almost mocking.She, on the other hand, was growing calmer.“Messyhair, you do realize that if you make this decision, I won’t be there for you ever again? Not even if you need me?” she asked gently.“I’ll manage,” I snapped. “I’ll find someone who will.”The moment I said it, I regretted it—but I couldn’t take it back.Jenny sat down on the edge of the bed in silence.She tapped on her phone for a few seconds, her face unreadable, then calmly slipped on her shoes.I paced the room
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