He looks up at Connor, his eyes determined but also kind and understanding. “You see it. I know you see it. Your wife slipping away little by little. Every day there is less and less of her left. And you don’t know why. It scares you, so you push her away. You push it all away because you don’t have the answers. And you don’t know what that means about who you are if this is something you can’t solve.” He looks at his own hands, inspecting the lines and wrinkles as if searching for some hidden message. “But if you walk out that door… then you will know who you really are. And you will struggle
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