Hunter's mouth fell open a little when Rachel mentioned the hurt he was likely suffering, and he felt that tight feeling through the middle of him again, guilt and worry and self hatred. He swallowed hard against it, tightening his arms over his chest, but he could still feel tears pricking at the backs of his eyes.
"I wish it was that easy," Hunter said, his voice coming out rough. He cleared his throat. "Maybe it will change and I'll just know, like you're saying. But right now..."
He took a breath and collapsed in a little more, his gaze falling to his knees. "The idea of choosing right now hurts. I don't know how I'll ever be able to do it. I don't want to hurt them. I don't want to lose them."