Her hand presses against his shoulder until he turns and draws Trina closer. Hands at her waist, he presses his face against her shoulder uncaring that she should see him like this. He doesn't cry but it's enough just to rest his head against her shoulder, to feel the warmth of her body near his. It wasn't a hug from him but it was almost just as close.
"I'd tell you if I knew, if I knew what I'd done. She just was cooking lunch and then gave me a present and then that was it, she was going to leave." Will said. He still, days later, did not know what he had said or done to make his wife so miserable. To make her compare how he made her feel to her father and mother's relationship. "I'm the one who believed her."
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Date: 2015-01-01 09:19 am (UTC)"I'd tell you if I knew, if I knew what I'd done. She just was cooking lunch and then gave me a present and then that was it, she was going to leave." Will said. He still, days later, did not know what he had said or done to make his wife so miserable. To make her compare how he made her feel to her father and mother's relationship. "I'm the one who believed her."