[ he will tell her anything, and this request is no great sacrifice. the lines of his drawn expression soften; he sobers. the light in his eyes now is not from the tears gathered there but from the smile that ghosts upon his lips, both bittersweet and longing. it fades, for his answer is the truth and it has never been a wholly happy one for him, but it is no less than she deserves.
there are few words that can explain. he finds them all. ] Almost. More. [ he pauses, gazing into her eyes. ] Lovers. [ once and not again, but once. under sun and stars, that's what they were, for one brief, suspended moment.
but that's not all she asks. he did leave. he left her, and she should know why. ] I left because you wanted me to. You wanted to live your life. [ she wanted to take the paths she would take. she wanted them without him. he believed in her. he admired her that, even as it twisted him up inside. ]
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there are few words that can explain. he finds them all. ] Almost. More. [ he pauses, gazing into her eyes. ] Lovers. [ once and not again, but once. under sun and stars, that's what they were, for one brief, suspended moment.
but that's not all she asks. he did leave. he left her, and she should know why. ] I left because you wanted me to. You wanted to live your life. [ she wanted to take the paths she would take. she wanted them without him. he believed in her. he admired her that, even as it twisted him up inside. ]