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Tears blurred my vision as my voice cracked through the silence.
"Stop... just stop. We can't."
The words tasted like betrayal, even though I was the one saying them.
He stared at me like I had just shattered his world.
"You really want me to walk out of your life?" his voice broke. "I love you. Why can't you accept that? Because right now it feels like you want me gone... like you want me to leave."
"YES. Get out!" I shouted, shoving him away before I could change my mind.
The hurt on his face nearly broke me, but I forced myself not to take it back.
"Fine," he whispered, his voice barely holding together.
I watched him grab his duffle bag, pulling clothes from the closet, taking pieces of himself out of my life one by one. He didn't look back when he walked out the door... and I didn't expect him to.
"I'm so sorry," I whispered once the room fell silent, the tears finally winning.
Loving him was never the problem.
Letting him in was.
Terrified of losing control... terrified of getting hurt...
I did the only thing I knew how to do.
I pushed him away.
But some choices don't just break your heart-
they change your life forever.