youâve worked so hard to get where you are. All those years of study just to â¦â
âHey, itâs okay, weâve still got each other. This way thereâs no problem.â Jacqueline didnât like the look that crossed Damienâs face. What was it â scepticism?
âBut what if Doctor Squire accepts your resignation and doesnât ask you to stay on as an unregistered counsellor?â It was the one option they hadnât discussed, as if voicing it might make it too real, or make it come true.
âIâll cross that bridge when and if I get to it.â
âBut what about the town? We need you.â
âIâll still be here â nothing will change.â
âOnly if Doctor Squire offers to keep you on.â
âYes.â
âYouâre putting an awful lot of faith in him thinking of something out of the box.â
Jacqueline stayed silent. She knew that all too well.
âAnd youâve said youâve already been in trouble with him before â¦â
âYep.â
âI think you should be upfront about what you want. As it is, youâre leaving far too much to chance. What does Auntie Ethel say?â
âI havenât had a chance to ask her. Sheâs gone to visit her new granddaughter, Tilly.â
âOh, thatâs right. But you could call her mobile.â
âI donât want to bother her with my problems.â
âJacqueline, this isnât just your problem. This is potentially the whole townâs problem â the whole districtâs .â
It was on the tip of Jacquelineâs tongue to tell him he was being a bit melodramatic, but she could see how it might look to him. Theyâd never had a dedicated psychology service in the area before and now they were coming around to the idea of seeking help, discussing their problems â they wouldnât want it taken away.
They both sat silently for a few moments, Damien so deep in thought she could practically see cogs turning beneath his skull. She wondered what was churning there.
Finally, he looked up. âOkay. So this is what I think,â he said boldly. âWe have to stop seeing each other.â
âWhat?â Jacqueline was engulfed by a mixture of fear and disbelief.
âIâm serious. Weâre no longer an item.â
âYouâre dumping me?â Jacqueline almost laughed. It was almost laughable. He was playing some kind of game. She wanted to tell him the room wasnât bugged â they didnât have to pretend in case someone was listening.
âYes. Weâre not together. Weâre not doing anything wrong with regards to your ethics. Iâm not going to be partially responsible for this town losing their psychologist and you losing your career after all the hard work youâve put in.â
Jacqueline gaped at him. âBut â¦â
âWeâll just have to hope no one dobs you in. And then, in two years, or twenty three and a half months â or whatever it is â weâll be okay to take up where we left off.â
âAre you serious? Youâre prepared to wait two years for us to be together.â
âJacqueline, I would wait a lifetime for you,â Damien said tenderly â so tenderly Jacquelineâs throat constricted. âIn fact, I think I already have,â he added.
Tears filled Jacquelineâs eyes and her throat swelled. Shit. Heâs serious. Oh, my God, I really am being dumped.
Damien shook his head sadly. âYou mean so much to me. I love you. But so does this town. Look what everyoneâs done for me. How can I repay them by taking you away?â
âBut ⦠Surely â¦â
âSurely thereâs another way? There isnât, not to keep you as a registered psychologist and here in town â you said so yourself. Please donât cry. Weâll be okay. Just ⦠not right now.â
Jacqueline was