Too sincerely sometimes.
But still…
I was already overwhelmed enough.
“I need everybody to stop acting like I’m fragile,” I said quietly. “I survived him already.”
Marcus looked at me carefully.
“And what if surviving isn’t the same thing as healing?”
God.
I was suddenly so tired.
So emotionally tired.
I grabbed my bag immediately and stood up before this conversation became even more complicated.
“Lydia-
“No.” I shook my head once. “Please don’t.”
“Can we just talk properly?”
“We are talking properly.”
“No, you’re leaving.”
“Because I don’t want to argue.
Marcus stood up immediately too.
“I’m not trying to fight with you.”
“Well, congratulations because somehow we still got there.”
“Lydia.”
I started walking away.
“Lydia, please come back.”
I didn’t.
And even while leaving the café…
I still couldn’t tell whether I was angry at Marcus…
Or angry because a part of me knew exactly why he was worried.
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