Lawrence still didn’t really know how to compromise, and Hannah was close to having a total meltdown. She somehow managed to find a fruit knife and confronted him, wanting to know why he hadn’t come home last night.
He blamed his new business, desperate to calm her down, and after a lot of gentle coaxing, finally got the knife out of her hand. So later, when Hannah suggested going out to see a show, he just agreed. He didn’t expect Bonnie to show up at all.
Actually, while he and Hannah were still inside the theater, he had already spotted Bonnie. All he did was take a step in her direction, and Hannah caught on right away.
She started ranting about how Bonnie kept showing up, how she wouldn’t quit, how she was always coming between them and wouldn’t leave their little family alone. The more she talked, the shakier her voice got, and soon she was totally losing it. Lawrence had no choice but to suggest he go talk to Bonnie, settle things once and for all. But Hannah snapped back, demanding to know what exactly he could possibly need to say to Bonnie that she couldn’t hear.
Looking at Hannah’s face, at her red, swollen eyes, Lawrence’s thoughts tangled. Hannah was the last family Aloys and Jeniffer had left. She was the sister he had grown up with for sixteen years, someone he’d always treated like his own flesh and blood.
The doctors said she couldn’t take any more stress, not even a little bit.
So right in front of her, Lawrence said things to Bonnie that cut into his own heart as he spoke them. Every word hurt, eating away at him, and he had no idea if the pain would ever stop.
He thought maybe that was it, that things would finally settle down. But Hannah still wasn’t satisfied. Whenever he was gone, she’d find a new way to act out, her emotions spinning out, never really okay.
She forced him to stay close, begging him again and again to tell her he loved her, that he loved the baby she was carrying.
If he hesitated even for a second, she wouldn’t think twice before hurting herself.
Lawrence was terrified of something happening to her. He knew Hannah wasn’t in control, not anymore. All he could do was take it, the pressure stacking up, along with his longing for Bonnie, the guilt, and the frustration.
It just kept getting worse. He pretty much stopped sleeping.



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