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“Don’t worry about it,” he said. “If you’re pregnant, we’ll just get married.”
“Sweetheart, you’ll always be my type, whatever you wear, whatever you do.”
Michael had been controlling, he’d picked her clothes, decided where she went, who she went with. And she’d been too ashamed by how pathetic he’d insinuated she was to fight him. And too scared by the despair twisting her mind to find a way out.
Jake needed to reassure her she’d be in control whenever she wanted, but maybe tying her to the bed wasn’t the best demonstration.
“I love you, too, Jake. I’m just not sure my loving you is enough. I’m not sure I can be what you want.”
“You still don’t understand. You think being on your own means you’re strong, when it actually means you’re scared to love. Yeah, well, you know what? I’m scared as well—fucking terrified. But at least I’m willing to give it a try.”
Looking back, she seemed to have spent her whole life being scared. Like a rabbit. Never working out what she really wanted and going after it, because then she might fail. If she stayed with Jake, she’d tie herself to one more man who in the end would see her for what she was—unlovable.
“Sometimes we lose the people we love through no choice or fault of our own. And we have to go on, even though at the time it might seem impossible.”
But my point is, right now you have a choice, and maybe you need to stop worrying about what either of you want and decide what you can’t live without.”
