I thought the betrayal was permanent, written into silence and distance. But when I finally asked him if he’d imagined life without me, his confidence broke, revealing regret he hadn’t faced—and how deeply it had hurt me.
Liv surprised me too, admitting she’d mistaken my distance for indifference. In that moment, we stopped seeing enemies and saw shared fear instead. Nothing was instantly fixed, but in that honest space, we began choosing connection over conflict.
