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Things had not gone as she had anticipated. Clearly, since he moved out the day after their conversation. He didn't even give them a chance to talk it through again...

 He had packed up his bags while she put their daughter down for a nap.  He gave her the silent treatment all day, until a work call pulled him away - and he said he was just going to stay with a friend.

 She was in complete shock. Yes, she had started the conversation and generated the idea - but she never envisioned it would become a reality.Was this going to be her new reality? Would he leave her forever?

 He had told her he was dead set against separating, but then he left. She asked him for ideas on a compromise, and his idea was for him to stay elsewhere. Her foundation, which was already cracked, began to dissolve like granite in acid. 

 Was she meant to be alone? 

 She was tired - so tired - of feeling like the bad guy all of the time. She was tired of the nagging, the sighs of disappointment, and tired of breaking hearts. 

 She only hoped that every heart she broke also knew that her heart was breaking too.

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