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Pat had said it perfectly. ‘She is moving on’ and I knew I had to accept this. I laid on the couch, hands covering my face as I tried to hide back the tears, and listened carefully but not really willingly, to her packing her bags. I was still stunned by her revelation. I could not believe she was leaving the uk to join an insurance group company abroad, and I could not believe she would even want to be with motor trade insurers. I thought she had always wanted to be with me, not motor trade insurers. I was so jealous of the motor trade insurers. I felt as if the motor trade insurers had stabbed me in the back. The love of my life was leaving me, and the seas were going to separate me from her.

I did not know what to, or what to say. I wanted to hug her and kneel on the floor and beg her to stay. I needed her. I wanted her. I loved her. How could she do this to me? I was a nervous and emotional wreck but I did not show this, I just suffered in silence. I did not want to know she was hurting me.

There was an awkward silence as she began to come down the stairs to scan the room, checking she had not forgot anything. I did not have a clue what to say to her, so I said nothing at all. She had tears in her eyes and I figured that perhaps she did not really want to do this. She did not really want to leave, but still she carried on packing and it was not long before she was leaving through the door.

I was just completely saddened. This was tragic. Why was I not putting up a fight or at least some sort of battle? I knew I could not win but why had I accept I had lost and accepted defeat so quickly? It did not make sense to me at all and I just did not know what to do. I was in complete and utter shock. It was seriously tragic.

I watched her as she stepped into her car and turned the engine on. She looked at me with them big blue eyes. She looked sorry, and I knew that I would forgive her. It would just take time.