Leaving him is going to shatter both of us, but I can’t have him lose what he’s worked all his life for. “Have you thought about what I want?” I want you. I want you to be the best. I want you to live your dreams. And I want to be the woman who will always be with you. “What do you want, Aurelia?” “I want to be on my own,” I croak. “You’re breaking up with me?” he says calmly, but he looks down at me in alarm. “Yes,” I whisper as the room spins, breaking both our hearts. “I want to do my own thing.” He’s quiet, pensive. The only sounds floating around us are pedestrians
