Summertime Sadness

This whole situation had felt horrible, but somewhere it was relieving to finally speak the words she had spoken just now. While it wasn’t the kind of all-good positivity she would have wanted, it was a step in the right direction. Acknowledging the problem, then deciding to be willing to work on it. Even if the road would seem to lead to nowhere, she would gladly take it with him. No matter how long, or how many hurdles they would find on their way. But, it had to be doable. They had to walk it together, instead of what they had done before.
Where they had been in the same location, their minds had been elsewhere. Even if Isabella hadn’t happened, would everything have worked out fine? Because somewhere, somehow, she doubted that it would have been. They had struggled since the very beginning and at last, they finally got the chance to find their trust in each other again. For him to prove that he wouldn’t leave once more and for her to prove that he could truly lean on her. That she was ready for that. Because she might not have been, but she was getting there. And that was a wonderful thought.

“We’ve seen rock bottom now,” she eventually spoke, smiling as she moved her gaze to her hands for a second. “So that is where we’ll start.” And that was exactly where they needed to be. All the way back at the beginning, working their way back up. Because if they allowed themselves to skip steps, these steps would only come back harder later. When they weren’t prepared for them.
“I’m not breaking my promise,” she told him, her smile widening as she spoke. Positivity. They both could use some of that. “So if you allow me to, I’ll be here for you.” If he allowed her to. She wasn’t going to chase him. Not anymore.