“Yeah,” Jack says, his voice cracking. It’s the only reason he can think of that they’re both there, if it’s not some kind of trick.
That doesn’t mean that he necessarily wants to be right.
His eyes and throat are burning and he blinks quickly, clearing his throat in the hopes that she won’t see just how much he’s struggling, but it’s difficult. Walking away from her in L.A. had been difficult, but since then it had been a deep, gnawing ache that never really went away. It’s only now that he has to walk away from her again, now that he knows he really has to move on, that tears start to threaten.
Cupping her cheek in his hand, he looks into her eyes, sincerity in his expression.
“I want you to get better, I want you to be happy. Don’t worry about me. Just...come back to the people that care about you. You’re a strong woman, Audrey. It won’t be easy, but you can do it.”
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Date: 2010-11-11 06:58 pm (UTC)That doesn’t mean that he necessarily wants to be right.
His eyes and throat are burning and he blinks quickly, clearing his throat in the hopes that she won’t see just how much he’s struggling, but it’s difficult. Walking away from her in L.A. had been difficult, but since then it had been a deep, gnawing ache that never really went away. It’s only now that he has to walk away from her again, now that he knows he really has to move on, that tears start to threaten.
Cupping her cheek in his hand, he looks into her eyes, sincerity in his expression.
“I want you to get better, I want you to be happy. Don’t worry about me. Just...come back to the people that care about you. You’re a strong woman, Audrey. It won’t be easy, but you can do it.”