The next few days weren’t any better for Georgina and Lucian. It was like walking on eggshells. They barely talked. They didn’t sit down and share a meal together. He came home late, and she was already asleep. No one wanted to discuss his recent trip to Italy. Lucian didn’t want to share. Georgina didn’t want to ask. Both were afraid to hear what the other had to say. That’s how it is when you love someone and don’t want to lose them. You just wait until everything gets better on its own.
Or maybe people just don’t want to take action because they don’t want to take the blame. It’s easier to lose that person than to be stupid enough to stay.
Like tonight, Lucian came home late, past eleven. He was unbuttoning his shirt when Georgina spoke. He thought she was already asleep.
“I’m tired
