"It's a two-way street, Peter," Natalie said. Staring at the wall because it was the least hurtful thing here. Sarcasm would work, right? "Two to tango, right?"
"Weeks. Before it got this bad. Before you started using words like doubt and distance and all that. But you didn't tell me until now. And even then, I made suggestions. I wanted to help. I wanted to bend over backwards and do even more to see you."
"He's not even wrong, you know. He's not lying."
"But it wasn't enough for you, Natalie. You do remember telling me that, right? That anything I basically said doesn't matter because I wouldn't be here permanently."
Re: An Aged Door
"It's a two-way street, Peter," Natalie said. Staring at the wall because it was the least hurtful thing here. Sarcasm would work, right? "Two to tango, right?"
"Weeks. Before it got this bad. Before you started using words like doubt and distance and all that. But you didn't tell me until now. And even then, I made suggestions. I wanted to help. I wanted to bend over backwards and do even more to see you."
"He's not even wrong, you know. He's not lying."
"But it wasn't enough for you, Natalie. You do remember telling me that, right? That anything I basically said doesn't matter because I wouldn't be here permanently."