‘What do you mean you can’t do it?’ I whisper as a knife pierces through my heart shattering it into a million pieces.
‘I love you Maddie I really do but… I just don’t feel that the time is right for us just now’ he has the courtesy to stammer slightly at his own words.
‘The time…..’ I absorb the words willing my sluggish mind to comprehend the statement enabling me to respond appropriately.
‘Sit down Maddie’ he sighs as he directs me to the distressed whitewashed wooden kitchen chair pushed neatly under the tiny square table leaning against the wall of my small but organized kitchen. I drop down into the seat my insides churning at his words.
‘The wedding’ I mutter.
‘I am sorry I really am but isn’t it better to conclude this now rather than a year down the line and suffer all that division of belongings and lives?’ he resonates as if he is being extremely practical in his thought process, as if he is performing some huge favor in breaking my heart!
