"Lenny…" Chris cautiously approached her after a prolonged silence, sensing something was wrong. If she didn't want to talk about it, there was little anyone could do. Anxiety gripped him, but he had to restrain himself.
The slap didn't hurt much, but he was willing to endure it if it eased her distress.
Lena curled up, unable to meet his eyes, and repeatedly apologized, "I'm sorry, Chris. I'm so sorry."
"What's bothering you today?" Chris asked.
Lena hugged her head, shoulders trembling.
"Lenny, please tell me. I can help you!"
"I need some time alone."
Chris' hand, suspended mid-air, stopped just short of touching her head. That tiny distance became an insurmountable chasm the moment she spoke.
It felt like the world's greatest distance now separated them. Chris sighed deeply, eyes filled with pain. He reluctantly got off the bed, picked up his coat, glanced back at her, and walked away.
The sound of the door locking outside crushed Lena's heart. A sudden, painful sensation overwhelmed her, and tears streamed down her cheeks.
She didn't know how long she sat on the bed. When she finally calmed down, she quietly entered the living room. The two-tiered cake sat in the center, rose petals covering the floor. Chris' gift, the pink diamond ring, sparkled.
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