"People don't usually leave their husbands on Christmas Day. Not after weeks of marriage. Not when everything seemed perfect." Will replied, his voice distant and unattached. She'd come back to him as well, given him hope for a moment and then it all came away again. Unravelling quickly. Leaving him alone again until the ache was all he could feel. "Because she gave me an option. You know me Corrine, I always run away from my problems."

Or was that her.

"No, I'm not. I love you Corry, I loved you and it was killing me. I did what was best for my family and for myself. Better for me to feel nothing then for my mother have to mourn another son."