Indeed, there was a part of me that wanted to fight and argue and try to make her see another side, another way. But I was not sure there was one to be had. I could no more predict the future than she could, and i knew no more about the repercussions of what had changed within me than she did.
There was nothing left to be said. The end that had arrived unexpectedly was an impact that could not be cushioned by talk or touch or even, i suspected, time.
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