Love Isn’t Always Enough

“So I have to tell you something but I don’t want you to tell Danny-boy,” I said.

Jenny furrowed her brows, propping a glass of water on her circular dining table. “You okay?”

“Yeah, why?” I uttered breathily, fumbling for the glass of water like I’d been shipwrecked for days.

“’Don’t tell Danny-boy’?”

I smacked my lips together and panted twice after gulping down the water. “Yeah…”

“Why?” She sat adjacent from me.

“Because—” I lowered my head closer to her and began speaking in hush tones— “he’s close with Daniel.”

Jenny tilted her head and narrowed her eyes. “You’re hiding shit from Daniel now?”

“No,” I shook my head. “I’m just not sure he’d want me to tell you. I’ve never asked him.”

At this, Jenny’s eyes widened at the thought of ripe gossip. “Okay, go on.”

I leaned closer. “We’re not having children.”

Jenny paused, then dropped her smile and blinked confusedly. “Okay…”

“He wants kids. I don’t want kids. And he’s real sad about it.” For lack of a better word.

“Oh, jeez, Anna.”

I nodded, pulling back. “Yup.”

“So I take it the wedding’s off?”

I stopped nodding and looked up. “What makes you say that?” I hiccupped.

“Well,” she shrugged, “it’s obvious. You’re not staying with him are you?”

I flexed my fingers and gazed at the diamond ring shining proudly on my hand. “No.”

We’re in love, but love isn’t always enough.

“So…what are you going to do?”

I sighed. “I’m going…to go to sleep.”


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