Chapter 15

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Clover

Marriage counselling only works if both parties participate. If one's an unwilling participant, the outcome won't be pretty. But if both parties put in the effort, the outcome can be bright. Fights will be solved.

If not, like in this situation, life can be a bitch.

"I'm not a fan of therapy."

"Not even for me? You won't do this even for me?" I laughed at that. The humour in this situation astounded me beyond realm. I'd gone to end and earth for him, I'd let him back in without a reason, and he wasn't willing to do this for me? What sort of a compromise is that?

"It's not that easy."

"I'd say it is," I said, hurt and ashamed. "I cooperate with you more than I should. You're lucky to be here, to bond with your daughter and this family, but... I don't know how long this can go on."

Alarms finally burst out of his ears. He sat, stunned. "What are you saying?"

Threaten him. Threaten him so he'll finally listen.

"If there's no compromise, then what's the point? Meet me halfway, Logan. We need someone to help us with our problems. It'll take a lot of work, but we'll get through this." I put both hands on my hips. "This can't be the end of us. But it will be if we don't find some help. Many couples find that marriage counselling helps. Or therapy."

Logan gnawed on his lip instead of replying.

"You won't have to say anything you don't want to. Tell me you want to fix this too."

Eventually, he exhaled with that worn-out smile. "I'll come to therapy with you."

Great! I'd already booked a session.

An hour after Logan's agreeance, I walked through my best friend's living room. He played with little Ethan and Joey. "You left your door open. You do know I could've been a serial killer coming to murder you?"

"A serial killer doesn't walk this loud. Kids, why don't you play by yourself a little while? Your aunt and I need to have a little chat. An adult chat." The boys rolled their eyes. Mason led me to the kitchen. "Elisa is out with some girlfriends if you want to talk with her. I don't know when she will be back."

"She is not the reason why I am here. You have no idea how hard this has been – trying to stay away from you and without you meeting me halfway." For days, Mason hadn't talked to me. Every time I saw him across the street, he'd disappear back into the house. It hurt to lose a friend over a bond with someone else. "I don't even remember a time we have been apart this long."

Mason averted his gaze to the floor. "Back in high school. When I moved away when we were little and lost contact."

"But that was different. Mase, I did not love you this much then. You were not one of the most important people in my life. And this is why we are so different now. You are one of the most important people in my life and I hate to be apart from you. God, it has been killing me, this distance, and the wall you have put between us. I loathe it and I want to get rid of this barrier."

"Midge –"

I choked on my tears as they clogged my throat. "And I especially hate it that you decided to end our friendship because of your feud with Logan. I have nothing to do with it and yet, you blame me. You blame me for loving a man I have been pining after for years. You blame me for letting my child's father stay in my home, so they can have more bonding time. You blame me for loving a man who has thus quickly jumped back into my life and that I am trying to adjust to this new style of life I have to lead."

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