Swiftcurrent Creek fresh out the slammer

”Constant bickering?” he asked.

Yes—whenever I’ve brought up children, I feel like I’m constantly nagging at you, she replied. I’m tired of it, like I’m chasing a dream that’s never going to happen, she thought she could change him, but she’d been wrong. There was no changing his mind.

The next thing Akavir said cut deep; she felt it in her heart and flinched as tears came. There was nothing she could say in return; nothing she felt could hurt as much as he had hurt her. So, instead. She leaned over, picked up her bag, and once she stood up again, she said, Goodbye, Akavir. There was nothing more for her here—not anymore. Then, as tears threatened to spill, she abruptly turned on her heel and headed away from the creek. Regardless of what was said in the aftermath, nothing deterred her from getting away from him as quickly as possible.

It was only when she was miles away that she stopped and allowed herself to cry.