“You left Isaiah?” William asked.
“Yes.” I felt the tears line my face. I hugged my legs into my chest.
“After ten years of waiting…and only ten months of dating… You left him,” William repeated. “Why would you do that?”
“I hurt everyone who has ever loved me,” I said. “I do it without wanting to or even knowing I do it. That time, I could feel this thing inside of me. Like building pressure fated to go off. I had no idea when, and all I wanted to do was get away as far from him as I could before it did.”
“So you left him to not hurt him.”
“Yes.”
“But you hurt him by leaving him,” William said.
“Not as much as if I had stayed,” I argued. “I lessened his hurt.”
“But why would you…why?”
“I don"t know,” I said and shook with a fresh wave of tears. “Perhaps I purposely sabotaged the r
