Note: I didn't write this, credits to the writer
Summary: People say that time heals all wounds. In your case, time made it worst. You've been married to Chris for five years, but his absence spoke louder than his words. After 5 years of trying, you've decided that you've had enough, and you left him. But Chris doesn't want to let you go; he doesn't want to give up on your marriage.
Would he be able to fix what you consider irretrievably broken?
Warning: Angst
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While you were out building other worlds, where was I?
-Taylor Swift
You were not going to be the first one to talk. You kept your hands crossed, watching the clock opposite to the couch on which you were seated. Chris was doing something similar, watching his phone from time to time.
You thought that counseling would be a lot of things, but quiet wasn't part of your assumptions.
"Aren't we supposed to talk or scream at each other or... I don't know" Chris finally asked.
"Therapy isn't about screaming. However, sometimes you will feel the need to." the therapist said with a warm smile on her face.
She seemed very nice. Alicia, as she asked you to call her, had to be in her late forties, and her big frame glasses put the focus on her brown eyes.
When you met her a few minutes ago, she asked you to get comfortable, but you couldn't. Chris tapping his foot wasn't helping either. A week ago, when you asked Chris to choose the therapist, it seemed like a good idea. Now, not so much. You hated not being in control. And you knew that Chris didn't know her either. When you asked him where he found her, he said that she had been referred to him by one of his good friends.
"Do you feel like you need to scream, Chris?" Alicia asked
Chris frowned "No, I don't"
"And you, Y/N?"
Oh yes. You wanted to scream at Chris for so many reasons, but you weren't going to ridicule yourself. You wanted Chris to realize his mistakes. It was all about him, not you.
You shook your head. "I don't want to scream"
"What do you want, then?" Alicia asked
It took you a few seconds to realize that Alicia was asking you the question, "Me? oh hmm..."
You didn't know how to answer the question. You wanted your husband by your side, and you wanted to fix things. You wanted your husband to love you and choose you. But you couldn't say that without sounding selfish. If Chris chose to be far, it meant that he wanted to be far. You didn't want to force his hand and forced him to stay married to you. Therapy was supposed to be an eye-opening experience for him. You wanted him to admit to you and himself that he didn't want this marriage. If something had to be saved, he first had to be honest.
"You're thinking too much, Y/N. There's no wrong answer" Alicia encouraged you.
"She wants a divorce" Chris answered for you.
You rolled your eyes. It was as if Chris was pushing your buttons on purpose. "Since my husband here seems to know everything, why doesn't he tell you why I want a divorce?" you said, still not looking at Chris.
