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But she didn’t.
Over a year ago, the election in turmoil, as they stood on Bette’s front porch, Bette had hugged her goodbye, then surprised Tina by asking her to stay and that hug …. that softly spoken plea … the way it felt to be back in Bette’s arms… the way Bette smelled, the way her body fit so perfectly… all came together in a whoosh, overwhelming Tina, underscoring what she had been thinking for some time. And she couldn’t shake it.
Those sensations lingered, and Tina could no longer deny that she had made an epic mistake. Denial had long been Tina’s best friend and now Reality had arrived to firmly take it’s place. Enough Denial. Truth is in charge now. So… she stayed. One night. Her mind a whirl of possibilities, of the need to act. The next morning Tina returned to Vancouver, to Carrie. And the next day she made decisions, each one coming easier, her mind… suddenly… clear.
Within two days, Tina officially ended things with Carrie, regretting the pain she caused to the lawyer but resolute, committed to the process. For perhaps the first time, her plan clear. Convincing Bette to try therapy with her had not been as easy. The brunette was understandably reluctant, not wanting to be hurt again.
Just as Bette had asked Tina to stay that night so too Tina now asked the brunette to “stay with this, please try”. One session. Then two. Then once a week for a month. And it continued from there. To see if there was anything left in the wreckage of their long love story. A romance spanning decades. Checking her watch, Tina sighed. It had been a hell of a day and she wasn’t sure she had the emotional bandwidth to endure a session today. The chance to see Bette was the one thing that propelled her to come to the office instead of heading home for a long bath. She promised to choose Bette every time and she would.
Her phone buzzed. “Parking. Be there soon. Looking forward to seeing you”
Tina sighed, sending back a thumbs up, not wanting Bette to read a longer text when she was driving. She smiled to herself, just a text from Bette like that was enough to warm her heart, energizing her.