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"What do you mean?" He asked her.

"Well, for one thing," She looked out the window into the dark parking lot, pain etched on her face," I give up when things get too hard. If things don't go my way, or work the way I planned it then I walk away."

"Are you saying you want to walk away from us?" His brows knit together and he stared at his hands.

"I think the reason I push away people is to see if they'll fight to stay. If they don't then I know they didn't really want me to stay. Really, it's up to you."

"Baby, it's you and me against the world. This relationship, it's a team. You're not the captain. Neither am I, but you don't decide when this is over. We're in this shit together. We figure it out. You want to leave? Okay, why? Let's fix it. Let's make sure you want to stay. If there comes a day when we both want to leave, we'll know he'll has frozen over. For now, we have eachother, and that's it, so we work on it."

Tears steamed down her face, and he reached up and wiped them away. She held his hand to her face and smiled.

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