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Liz breathed in the fresh air and looked at the front garden; it was so pretty around here and quiet. This fresh start had been a great idea and she was looking forward to a new chapter - she had thought that the spare room would be perfect for a baby’s room but there was no rush; they were only twenty-five, they had both decided to discuss this sort of thing later - for the moment, she was just enjoying moving into her first home with her husband, they had got married last year. Everything was so perfect and had gone so smoothly that it was almost too good to be true; she looked at her watch - he had gone out shopping, he had also said that he had a bit of business to attend to so he would be a couple of hours at least; he should be back soon.
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Alison sat in her dressing gown, watching him get dressed. ‘Are we clear?’ No answer. He turned round to face her. ‘Alison?!’
‘Crystal.’
‘Good.’ He was relieved.
‘Although...considering the fact that you always seem to come to me;emotionally I mean.Don’t you think that youmay be the one who will having trouble letting go?’
He stared back at her, hating the uncertainty that he was now feeling. ‘I’m sorry Alison, really I am - this has to stop and it has to stop now.’