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.x. Faith .x.
"Don't go tonight."
"I have to."
"You could stay. Just this once."
"They need me."
"I need you."
"You're being overly dramatic."
"And you, darling, are being an insensitive prat."
He glanced behind him. "You think you'll be awake when I come home?"
"Always am."
"Great. See you then."
The door clicked closed.
"Sure, honey. Love you, too."
"The girl at your office. She's pretty."
"And?"
"Nothing. I'm just saying that she's pretty."
"Right. Because girls just compliment their husbands' coworkers."
"She looks at you funny."
"She doesn't."
"She looks at you like I look at you."
"Honey, trust me. I love you. Alright?"
He kissed her forehead.
"If you say so."
"Do you really think I'm going to believe you?"
"It's only for a week or two, to get my bearings. I swear."
"What about Abraxus? What about him?"
"He'll be fine. You're a great mother. I have every confidence in you."
"How can you do this to us? How can you do this to me?"
"You'll do fine, alright? Really."
"No, come back – "
He was gone.