“So is just the wedding off or are we off?” he asked me when we finally talked. It took me two hours to form the conversation in my mind before I picked up the phone to call him. He answered on the first ring and got right to the point.
“Both.”
“Are you sure about this?”
“Baby, you and I both know we aren’t right for each other,” I said, my voice wavering along with my conviction about going through with ending our relationship.
Martin tried to talk me into changing my mind saying how much he loved me and think about all the years we dated. My decision stood. He finally quietly said okay and I told him I would come down Friday for us to exchange stuff. Breaking down in tears after the call ended, I called my sister in hopes of hearing some encouraging words.
“It’s about time you calle
