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She
asked him: "Why did you do this?" but he just looked away
as if to avoid the question - she wondered if he even knew the answer
himself. But what he knew and what she knew he knew was that what she
meant to ask was "Can I have him back?" which was purely rhetorical,
she knew what he would say, but he replied anyway, if anything to prove
it to himself: "No, you can't. Never. It Is Finished." Open-ended.
He might as well have completed: "Because of you. You could have
stopped him." And the tears welled up even then - see how much
he loved him. How do you start a sentence like that, she demanded, I'm
not even sure I know all the answers, what if he asked me something
I didn't know? But he wouldn't even look at her, he just wept at what
he had done - who he had chosen, so many people hurting. She felt the
need to say it: "I didn't want him to die." He just
nodded and turned, they embraced for seemingly hours, but she still
felt cold.
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