He stuck his forehead to the door, exhaling exhaustedly, unable to keep up with her, and she remained stubbornly sitting behind the door, holding herself from continuing to cry, as her anger in those moments exceeded her sadness, knowing and confident that he would not yield to her, because she knew him more than himself, and he did as I expected, he left, he walked away with hesitant and rickety steps, bewildered by her and surprised by her reaction, as he thought she would understand his motives and support him with his decision, and he did not expect that she would confront him and stand in his face stubbornly clinging...