Isabel closed her eyes and sighed. "Just do whatever you want, Sean." She turned to leave the room again, then looked back at him. Her voice shook even though she wasn't crying.
"I love you, Sean. And I've been okay with you not saying it back. People get there at different times, I understand that. You are a lit like your sister so I know that kind of thing doesn't come easily to you. I get it." She looked down. "But it would be really nice for you to give me some kind of indication that I'm more than just a fuck to you."