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She wanted for him to magically develop the capacity for empathy. After ten years, she should have known better.
Alcohol had never appealed to her. Lena hated being out of control, hated the dizzy sensation and the numbness. Getting drunk was something for the weak, a crutch for people who were not strong enough to live their own lives, to stand on their own two feet. Drinking was running away from something.
The man she wanted did not really exist anymore. Sara wasn’t sure if he ever had.
“That’s the part that hurts, isn’t it? The part where you feel like you don’t matter to him as much as you used to.”