It would have been easier if she'd yelled and screamed at him, yet neither of his friends seemed to do that. He shook his head as she went on.
'I've been pretty lousy at pretending I'm not hurting,' he admitted. 'I get on at work because I can keep busy, at home, though...' He didn't finish the sentence, as it was nearly too much to admit. Truth be told he'd been lost if it hadn't been for Susan, as he could barely manage getting up from bed.
'I'll get over it, I'll move on.' He faked a smile. 'Hey, it's just me. I never was good at the emotional stuff, was I?' he said. 'I'll just get on like I always did before.' Only before he'd not known what it was like to truly love someone. It would never be the same, he knew that.