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She fell silent at his words, trying to process what he had just said. Her eyes were welling up with tears and her throat felt like it was burning yet she still managed to speak, though her voice sounded shakey. “I’m actually doing more than just appearing in a One Million video every now and then. I teach my own classes and yes, I come home late but isn’t it better than just hoping that I’ll get the chance to do so? I know you weren’t too happy that I was gone for so long while I was on tour and I wasn’t able to respond to your messages while filming for music videos or whatever…” she quickly wiped away the tears that fell, her anger slowly rising. “But..can’t you just be happy for me? I’m finally doing what I’ve always dreamed of doing and all you’re concerned about is whether I’m home or not.” Being so busy wasn’t easy for her to handle either. She missed him constantly and always being around men didn’t help. Always wondering if he was eating or sleeping properly without her was kept in the back of her mind every time she worked long days or nights. Letting her emotions and her pride get the best of her, her tone of voice sounding more cynical than before. “Maybe I should just leave so that you wouldn’t have to worry so much about me. If you don’t think this is working out then it obviously isn’t.” She eyed the ring on her finger he had given to her months ago, wondering whether or not to take it off and give it back.
‘ i am happy for you! ‘ he interrupted her when he saw that her face was no longer able to hold the tears in. he was finding it hard to believe that she doubted him when it became about her happiness, but he also had to admit her own destroyed a little of his. he was about to talk again, try and calm her down; seeing her cry torn his heart far more than having her away for some days. he could even say it broke it more than seeing her on the arms of another man (handsomer, taller, further more talented-- you said it). ‘ youre crazy right now ‘ he spoke, voice softer, less desperate to make her feel better. if he analysed the situation, it was true that her dancing and his night habits were a thing to bring them apart. he was sure that like right now his mind was all over the place after seeing one of her performances, her own was like so when he didnt come back home until early morning. he was also very sure they both meant no harm, but it was unhealthy to keep worrying. ‘ you cant leave me ‘ he was still angry, he was still jealous but now he was as well sad. her words pierced him like a dagger, slowly, painfully. he couldnt live without her; he had tried before, but to no avail. his mind would always come back to her
