Victoire nodded miserably. She was trying, but when everything was so utterly awful, she didn't know how to make any of it better. Especially when every word only made it worse. "I'll try," she mumbled. The kind of pain distance brought was nothing compared to this, though neither option would bring her any joy. She knew that as well as she knew her own name.
Another nod. "He knows that's what I want," she mumbled again. "He doesn't like it, and he's getting upset about it, and - I think it's just a matter of time before he does it anyway." She shook her head. "Maybe not. Maybe that isn't fair to him. But maybe he will, or he'll claim it was a coincidence or an accident. Either way, it feels like everything's about to break. Maybe it has already. I don't know. But - leaving me was his choice. This is mine. It's the only decision he hasn't already made for me, and I'm not going to let him take that from me, too." She choked up with those last few words, and her eyes filled with tears all over again. "That - that woman already has Teddy. She doesn't get my daughter, too."