She sighed. "I do, too. But he is rather stubborn, you know."
"I - tried," she said. "That is, we spoke, and I tried to convince him that I still wanted to be with him despite everything. He was so insufferably noble about the entire thing. He seems convinced I would grow to resent him, that my feelings for him are bound to change because of his injury."
She rolled her eyes, frustration rising again at the memory. Honestly.