"Don't walk away from me!" I stopped and turned back at Roman, his chest puffing wide with anger. "What's going on?"
"I don't know how to say what I want to say," I whispered, "I don't want to say something I'll regret." Roman's expression dropped as he stepped a couple of paces towards me.
"What do you mean? One minute you're shouting at me for not being home enough and the next you go all quiet." I shook my head, wracked with guilt.
"It's just, sometimes I think I'm better off without you." I couldn't bring myself to look at him, instead focusing on a mark on the floor.
"Is this because I'm not home enough? You feel under appreciated, because I can change. I can alter my work schedule if it means you won't leave."
I could sense the fear in his voice as it broke a couple of times.
"Roman," I sighed, but his arms wrapped around me, bringing me into his chest.
"Whatever is playing on your mind you can tell me, I love you too much to let you go," he whispered, pressing his face to the top of my head, squeezing me tighter than ever before.
"I love you too."
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