When love lies
Of course, she did.
She tried to reach me. God, she tried. Fancy dinners, long vacations, “let’s try again” talks. But love can’t be forced. Chemistry doesn’t negotiate.
One night, she stood by the fireplace, arms wrapped around herself like she was freezing from the inside.
“I can’t do this anymore,” she said, her voice breaking. “I’ve waited for you to love me. I’ve waited for a child. I’ve waited for laughter. I’m tired of waiting, Kenneth.”
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