He swore he loved her. But he loved his children, too.
‘If you make me,’ he said, ‘I’ll choose you.’
She smiled on the outside. He meant it. But she never made him choose. When she watched him return to his family the last time, she waved him goodbye as usual. Then she went inside, packed up her things and left without a word.
He would tell the late-night crowd at the Crown she’d broken his heart. It never occurred to him she’d broken her own heart because she couldn’t bear the idea of watching him long for his children.