Lie To Me - Ending B
If you don't love me – lie to me
'Cause baby you're the one thing I believe
Let it all fall down around us, if that's what's meant to be
Right now if you don't love me baby – lie to me, lie to me
Baby, I can take it
C'mon lie to me
Last night was single-handedly the worst night of my life. I couldn't sleep, I couldn't stop thinking about what I had done, and what it caused me. I know it was her who had the affair, but it was never my place to keep something like this from her. She did what she did because of love. I did what I did out of fear.
A photograph sitting beside the phone catches my attention. Me and her, with the twins between us, on their first birthday. We are all laughing, happy. What I would do to get things back the way they were.
That's when I sense her.
I had spend the entire night wandering around our house, reminiscing about the past, cursing the present, and praying for a future. With her. The woman I love more than life itself.
And I feel her watching me.
I look up, half afraid that maybe it's just wishful thinking. But she's there, she's back, and as terrible as she looks, she's the most beautiful thing I've ever laid my eyes on.
A strangled sound comes unexpectedly out of my mouth before I can stop it, and I stumble towards her. Her hands reach out to steady me, but then she takes a step back. 'Not yet. I have something to say.'
I nod stupidly, not daring to look away. She gestures for me to take a seat, and I do. But she stays standing, pacing before me.
'Hunter, what you did…I can't say I'll ever forget it, and you know forgiveness has never been my best trait. I want to say it, but I'm not sure now-'
'Lie to me,' I quickly interrupt. I don't care. I just want her back.
She smiles faintly at me. 'What is it that they say? Time heals all wounds?' She stops momentarily and gazes at the same photograph that had captured my attention just before.
'I've been thinking, and I realised that I'm not without blame. If he and I hadn't- Well, I would never have been pregnant in the first place. But that was a long time ago, and I can't pretend that the five years never happened.' She takes a deep breath. 'We have a beautiful home, beautiful children. And then there's us. We were happy, weren't we?'
'I never should have done what I did, but I don't regret it,' she continues.
As much as it pains me to hear her say it I know that now, more than ever, is the time for brutal honestly.
'I know that what you did, at that time, you thought it was for the best. What happened was a tragic accident that none of us could have controlled. What you did was a mistake…'
'Please, let me finish,' she interrupts gently. 'What you did was a mistake, and I don't want to make another one.' She stops right in front of me, and I look up at her, heart racing with both fear and expectation. She frames my face with both of her hands.
'I don't want everything to just suddenly stop and disappear. What we have is something. It took us so long to figure that out, and I'm not just going to throw it away. But at the same time, I can't-'
'Anything you want, it's yours,' I cut in. I have to be content with small favours.
A beat. 'And you.'