Realizing what she was doing, he leaned down and met her halfway, tipping his head a little to press the briefest of kisses to her cheek. He smiled as he pulled away, offering a faint nod to her words.
"You too, Mary. I do hope you'll be happy." And that she had a husband who at least cared and tried to make her happy was all he could ask for her.
Steve knew that looking back would only make things worse, so after a few seconds, he turned to his own path around the house and started walking, not letting his eyes drift to Mary as she made her way to the main entrance. His last few days here would be lonely ones but he'd rather keep to himself, simply avoiding any places where he might cross paths with her.
It would be better that way. For him and her both, honestly.
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"You too, Mary. I do hope you'll be happy." And that she had a husband who at least cared and tried to make her happy was all he could ask for her.
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"I hope so too." She smiled at him and briefly squeezed his hand. "Goodbye, Steve."
Mary turned and walked up the path towards the house, a sadness tugging at her heart. She only turned back once to see if he was still there.
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It would be better that way. For him and her both, honestly.
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