I watch her walk away.
Violet has to go through so much of her life alone. Because of me. Because of my choices.
Maybe her family is right. Maybe she deserves some stable guy, an accountant who's by her side night and day.
Maybe she deserves a guy who won't show up late when she's wearing the hottest lingerie in the history of the world.
It's not like I could help the flight delay.
But it's always something.
Violet and I are the same— we love what we do. We need work. It keeps us going.
It's not like before. She does come first. When she needs me, I'm there. Period.
But what if that isn't enough?