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Chapter Nine: Cory plus Topanga equals?
Cory Mathews stood up from the comfy chair in the living room, and excused himself from the crowd, wishing another arrival would give him more time to think. He gestured Topanga to follow him, so she rose from her seat. He politely waved his hand to tell her where to sit, and she obliged by taking a seat around the aging wooden table. She looked down at the table, afraid to catch his eye. He fidgeted a little, as he had always done when he was nervous, and decided it was his job to start the dreaded conversation.
"So, um, how have you been?" he asked, his voice shaking a little.
"Ok, I guess," she said, to avoid divulging how lonely and unhappy she really was.
"How's ou…the baby," he said, catching himself just before he said "our".
"Baby? She'd be almost twelve years old!" said Topanga, in a bitter tone.
"Wait…would? You didn't have an abortion did you?'' asked Cory, how now seemed confused.
"Of course not! You know I was against abortion," she said, wondering how desperate he thought she had been.
"Then what happened?" he said, obviously curious.
"I miscarried. I lost you, and I lost her. I was all alone," said Topanga, surprised that she had managed to avoid tears.
I'm sorry," said Cory, unsure of what else to say.
"You know what Cory? Sorry really doesn't make it any better. I just want to know why you did this to me, and then I want to get out of here and back to my life as soon as possible," she said, her voice dripping with anger and resentment.
"Well, have you ever thought about it from my point of view? I'd had a long day, three tests to study for, wondering how I was going to pay for food, let alone tuition, and I walked into the bathroom to see what was wrong with you, and then I saw the test. I was afraid, Topanga. I was terrified. Not only that, but after all the talking I had done about wanting a family with you and everything, I knew that everyone would expect me to be Mr. Good Father, and I didn't think I was ready yet. So I did the only thing I could think of. I ran. And to be completely honest, I really haven't regretted it too much," he said.
"And you think I wasn't scared? Well I was. The one thing I needed most then was your love, and you denied me it. And I could have run all the way around the world, but my situation would not change. I'd still be a poor, young, pregnant college student with little job experience to speak of," she said, and then tears began to roll down her cheeks, despite her attempts to prevent them.
"The past is the past, Topanga. I've said I'm sorry, and as of now there is nothing more I can do for you," said Cory.
"You could take me back as your wife again, we could start all over now that we're older and more mature," she said, without even thinking.
"Topanga, I don't know about you, but my life has gone on. I'm married to a wonderful woman who I adore, I have a job I enjoy, and I have a baby son," he said, wondering how she would react.
"Oh…well then…um, it was nice loving you Cory. I hope you have a nice life. We'll just be civil to each other until this is all over and we can go back to living our own, um, lives," she said, calmly and rationally, even though her heart was breaking on the inside. She kissed him on the cheek, stood up, and left the room.
Will Cory fall in love all over again? Will he leave his wife for his high school sweetheart and former wife? Keep reading, and find out!