He doesn't know the distinction, and that terrifies him. He knew going into this he was going to rip her to her core to force her to face some very necessary truths about her own happiness. He doesn't know if he succeeded. He doesn't know if he planted the seeds for him to see her smile. He wants to hope he did the right thing. When she's there, sobbing and trembling with something he knows is probably fury at him, he can't help but want to go up to her and hug her from behind. He really wants to do that.
I'm sick of being the bad guy all the time.
But no, he resolved that this role was necessary. Had he done anything else, she would have ignored him. Had he done anything else, the status quo would persist. And frankly speaking, the status quo will kill her. The status quo will swallow her alive. But it hurts to see her talking to him like this. It hurts to feel like he has to poke areas he didn't even know were there just to make any progress.
He didn't advance towards her. He doesn't bother to try to get in a last word. He just takes a sharp inhale of breath and then crouches down to sit there. None threatening, devoured by his own...
Shame?
It can't be shame, because he did the right thing here. He holds on to that: ultimately, what he has done, he has done for her, and it was the right thing.
Still, he's barely comforted as Linda races up to leap onto his back. He keeps looking at her back, but hopes she takes it as the sign he's not going to pursue her more. He... doesn't even know where he could walk now.
This sucks. Are they still even friends? He hates risking that.]
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If he walks away now, are they friends?
He doesn't know the distinction, and that terrifies him. He knew going into this he was going to rip her to her core to force her to face some very necessary truths about her own happiness. He doesn't know if he succeeded. He doesn't know if he planted the seeds for him to see her smile. He wants to hope he did the right thing. When she's there, sobbing and trembling with something he knows is probably fury at him, he can't help but want to go up to her and hug her from behind. He really wants to do that.
I'm sick of being the bad guy all the time.
But no, he resolved that this role was necessary. Had he done anything else, she would have ignored him. Had he done anything else, the status quo would persist. And frankly speaking, the status quo will kill her. The status quo will swallow her alive. But it hurts to see her talking to him like this. It hurts to feel like he has to poke areas he didn't even know were there just to make any progress.
He didn't advance towards her. He doesn't bother to try to get in a last word. He just takes a sharp inhale of breath and then crouches down to sit there. None threatening, devoured by his own...
Shame?
It can't be shame, because he did the right thing here. He holds on to that: ultimately, what he has done, he has done for her, and it was the right thing.
Still, he's barely comforted as Linda races up to leap onto his back. He keeps looking at her back, but hopes she takes it as the sign he's not going to pursue her more. He... doesn't even know where he could walk now.
This sucks. Are they still even friends? He hates risking that.]