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Starting Over
“Bette you have got to be kidding me…after all this time…you two still love one another…and now there is Angelica and your going to let her go again? Tina was right to be worried about you hurting Angie. Those girls love you Bette. Why?”
“I promised Tina that I would never do anything to shame Angelica and what if something like this…pointing to her face…happens while we are out with Angelica…or maybe when she is older and can truly comprehend what’s going on. Or what if next time Tina gets hurt?”
“So you’re just going to walk away from it all based on something that might never happen again…what about what Tina wants? I never knew you to give up so easily Bette.”
“We don’t always want what’s best for us Kit. Don’t you think that Tina will get tired rather quickly of handling repeats of last night? Kit because of my reputation in Weho before Tina…she was insecure for a long time…when she finally got over those insecurities I managed to destroy it by having an affair. So what do you think this will eventually do to her? I won’t do it Kit…I love her too much to hurt her again.”
Tina had been standing in the doorway of the kitchen but Bette had not seen her. She had heard the whole conversation between the two sisters.
Walking up to Bette she took her hand and said, “Bette come with me.” Leading her into their bedroom they sat on the bed side by side. Tina never let go of her hand.
“Bette I’m only going to say this once…so you listen close…I’m not saying it to hurt you, but I think you need to hear the truth. I love you more than I have ever loved anyone in my life. The insecurities I had in the past…were me Bette…they were mine to claim…through a couple of years of expensive therapy I discovered that they stemmed from the rejection of my family when I chose you…you were all I had left Bette…so when you broke our vows it opened a wound that had never healed inside of me.
It’s different now Bette…I am different… stronger, successful, and more confident. I am not that same dependent girl you once knew. You see they even rejected me when you were not a part of my life anymore. I contacted them Bette when I first moved back to North Carolina and they still wanted nothing to do with me. They couldn’t love me for whom and what I am.
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excellent…thanks for the story and the updates
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