“He’s Not Moving Away From Me,” She Said. I Packed My Bags and Left Them Both Behind

shaped by something else. Someone else. And you chose her. Every single time.”

“Because she needed me!”

“What about what I needed?”

The question hung in the air between us, heavy with five years of unspoken resentments, swallowed frustrations, and the slow death of hope. Ethan’s mouth opened and closed, and I could see him trying to formulate an answer continue reading …