Chapter 12: Philip

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"Avery, please..." he repeated after a while.

"There's nothing to explain," she shook her head, "I get it."

"I was only trying to protect you."

"Protect me from what, Philip?" she said eerily calm, but the hurt was evident in her eyes.

"From this life. You know I didn't choose any of this, but you have a chance to live a normal life."

"So, instead of letting me choose, you made the decision for me?" a single tear glided down her cheek.

"I thought I was doing the right thing."

He had not only grown up guarding himself up from everyone, but also with the knowledge that he would be the one to have to make the tough decisions, and sometimes the lines between work and his personal life blurred altogether.

"You needed to trust me, Philip," she said tiredly, "to come to me and talk about it –yet you chose to hide it for weeks– and in those same weeks, I've been trying to convince myself that everything was okay between us."

He didn't know what to say, there was nothing he could do to turn back time.

"I can't be in a relationship with half of you," she said, "this halfway in and halfway out is not working and it's hurting the both of us."

"What do you mean?" he asked, already knowing the answer.

"It means that at the end of the day... we're better off apart."

"What? No, that's not true."

"Philip, I can understand that he's your father, and you shouldn't have to choose between him and I –that's the last thing I wanted to do– but I'm also exhausted of having to walk on eggshells on this relationship, and you know as well as I that you're caught living between your father's expectations and who you really want to be."

"I can make it better; I promise to talk to him– make him see sense!" he said desperately, but she shook her head once again.

"It won't work, and it's time for us to stop trying... if it would've been meant to be, it wouldn't be so hard," she dried the tears off of his cheek and looked directly at him, "I will always love you, Philip."

She moved closer and gave him one last lingering kiss before she grabbed her bag and walked away.

His heart dropped to the pit of his stomach as her footsteps echoed away from the music room, but as much as it deeply pained him to let her go, he couldn't stop her, not when after all this time he'd come to terms with the fact that he was going to lose her one way or another.

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