Broke up with him just to see if he'd fight for me.

                                                                     

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Then to kiss me. I turned my head. What's wrong? He asked. I've been thinking. I said. Rehearsed words spilling out. And. I don't think this is working. I think we should break up. My heart was pounding. Waiting for the script in my head. Shock. Protests. Him grabbing my hands. Saying he couldn't imagine life without me. Instead, he just froze. His face softened into something unreadable. Okay. He said quietly. That was it. No begging. No why. No attempt to win me back. Just okay. I blinked at him. That's it? You're not even going to ask why. He rubbed the back of his neck. You said it's not working. I'm not going to convince you to stay if that's how you feel. I panicked. So you're just walking away. After almost two years? He sighed at him. That's it? You're not even going to ask why. He rubbed the back of his neck. You said it's not working. I'm not going to convince you to stay if that's how you feel. I panicked. So you're just walking away? After almost two years? He sighed. Emily, relationships aren't games. If you say it's over, I'll respect that. I'm not going to fight you to prove something. Then he picked up his jacket, gave me one last look, and walked out the door. No calls, no texts, just gone. That night, I stayed up refreshing my phone every two minutes, certain he'd break and message me. By morning, nothing. My pride made me double down. To my friends, I spun the story. Can you believe he didn't even care enough to ask why? But not everyone bought it. My best friend Kelsey squinted at me over coffee and said, so you dumped him and you're mad he believed you? It's not that. I snapped. If he really loved me, he would have fought. Three days later, Mark's sister, who I was close with, called me. He told me what happened. She said flatly,

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