So, it was still this answer. Before this moment, he had never been so disappointed in her.
What could possibly make her act so unreasonably difficult? Wasn't everything I've done all these years enough? Just because she wants to go to Harvard, does it have to come at the cost of a breakup? Is Harvard really that important? Even when it came to having children, it's not like anyone was forcing us to rush things!
He took a step back and placed the roses on the table.
I wish I could bite off my own tongue!
Yet, she kept her head bowed. In my heart, it feels like ten thousand trucks are running over me. It's not like this, it really isn't—I'd be willing to marry him ten thousand times over! But... but... What if I truly can't conceive? What if we truly don't have a child?
