It's not until she touches him that he truly looks at her. It's such a simple gesture, but coming from her in this moment it's a meaningful one.
"Do you want to be right? Because, I don't want you to be."
Truthfully, she'd come close to proving herself right, there were times it was so damned hard to forgive her. He didn't like the way his jealousy made him feel and act. Possessive, petty, heartsick... sometimes he wondered why he kept doing it. And then there were moments like this, where she let herself be vulnerable in ways that he knew she would never be with anyone else. These moments are the ones where he knows she loves him, more than saying any three words could. It's what gives him hope that things could change for the better.
"I've never expected you to be perfect, Allison. But... fuck it hurts sometimes." He sniffs and finishes off his beer.
no subject
"Do you want to be right? Because, I don't want you to be."
Truthfully, she'd come close to proving herself right, there were times it was so damned hard to forgive her. He didn't like the way his jealousy made him feel and act. Possessive, petty, heartsick... sometimes he wondered why he kept doing it. And then there were moments like this, where she let herself be vulnerable in ways that he knew she would never be with anyone else. These moments are the ones where he knows she loves him, more than saying any three words could. It's what gives him hope that things could change for the better.
"I've never expected you to be perfect, Allison. But... fuck it hurts sometimes." He sniffs and finishes off his beer.