Breaking Point

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Days turned into weeks, and the tension between Lucy and Chris only deepened. Despite her best efforts to reach out to him, Chris remained distant and aloof, lost in the depths of his own despair. Lucy felt as though she was walking on eggshells, afraid to set off the powder keg of emotions that simmered just beneath the surface.

One evening, as Lucy returned home from another exhausting shift at the precinct, she found Chris sitting alone in the living room, a storm of emotions raging behind his eyes. She approached him cautiously, her heart pounding in her chest with each uncertain step.

"Chris?" Lucy said softly, her voice tinged with concern. "Are you okay?"

Chris looked up at her, his gaze haunted and distant. "I'm fine," he muttered, his voice barely audible over the distant hum of the television. "Just leave me alone."

But Lucy couldn't bring herself to walk away, not when she could see the pain etched in every line of his face. She reached out to him, her hand trembling with uncertainty.

"Chris, please," she pleaded, her voice cracking with emotion. "Let me help you."

But before she could say another word, Chris erupted in a fit of rage. He lashed out, his hand connecting with Lucy's cheek with a sickening thud. She stumbled backward, her vision swimming with tears as pain flared through her body.

In that moment, Lucy knew that she had reached her breaking point. She couldn't continue to live in fear, to walk on eggshells around the man she loved. With a heavy heart, she made a decision that would change the course of her life forever.

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