"Sometimes love isn't enough." My fingers tightened slightly against my sleeve as her voice became gentler
"Sometimes leaving is the kindest thing two people can do for each other."
I looked at her for a long moment, then I asked. "For who?"
"What?" She blinked.
"You keep saying 'kindest.” I tilted my head slightly. "For who?"
"I mean..." Her smile faltered. "For both of you."
“Oh.” I nodded slowly. "I see."
"I know this isn't easy to hear." She relaxed just a little.
"No." I shook my head. "It isn't."
"I just don't want either of you hurting each other again." She looked relieved, then she said it. "He needs someone who can give him a future."
"A family." I didn't move as she continued. "Children."
Something inside me became very still, and suddenly, I understood. This wasn't c
