Just read it and feel sorry.

I don't know why you're doing this!

I need to, it's for the best

Stop packing your things!

No! I'm doing this for the both of us, it's better this way. So don't stop me.

Why? What did I do?

Nothing.

Well, what did you do?

Nothing!

THEN WHY ARE YOU LEAVING???

I can't tell you! Why can't you understand?

Tell me something to understand

That's the thing, I can't!

Well, give me a reason to let you go.

I made a pledge to not tell you or anyone

Do you love me or not?

Of course!

Then tell me if you truly do.

If I do, you will be in danger and I will be in trouble. So no, I'm sorry.

I hate you for not telling me and for leaving.

It's better if you hate me when I leave then to love me.

No... You are not leaving.

Yes, yes I am.

Then I know you never loved me

I did and I still do

Then tell me

why don't you understand? telling you would put you in danger. I will get into trouble so please understand that I'm doing this for you

I can't

Then I'm sorry, but I'm still not telling you and it's ok if you hate me because I told you, it's better for the both of us.

I'm still not letting you leave.

You have to.

No! You have to tell me! If you love me. If you want to show me how much you love me then tell me.

I love you and that's the whole reason why I am telling you. Why can't you just understand? I love you to death. I will die and you will die if you know. It'll put your whole life in danger!

I'll die without you!

No, you'll die because of me. Goodbye, my love.

No! No! *cries as he walks out the door*. I hate you! I never want to see you again!

See, I am already breaking your heart. I don't want to break you anymore.

You are breaking me more by leaving me, and our child.

What... We have a child?

Yes, I am pregnant

Why didn't you tell me sooner?

I was going to tell you tonight during dinner but you're leaving now and there's a reason for you to stay.

I'm so sorry my love, but I still have to leave.

What?!? Are you just gonna leave me while I'm having OUR child?

Yes, I am sorry. Tell my child that I love them and I love you.

Okay fine! Leave and never come back! Don't dare to call or write me or MY child. You will just me a faded memory of our child. I hate you.

Goodbye.

Bye.

*One week later, the woman got a letter saying that her husband died of an unremovable brain tumor. She cried and never was the same.