And today Nabal wants it's to work on our relationship... Not let all we have go. We could do so much good together. Pull it back together for the kids...to make them happy. I'm his world. He'll never drink or do anything bad again. Can we get together and talk.
No. Never again. No.
Nabal pleads... You think about it, ok. I need you.
I read an article last week about love bombing. What narcissist do when they notice you are slipping beyond their reach. It really rang true.
This relationship is dead. Been dead for years now. The body of it has been mutilated beyond recognition. All it needs is buried...because it's been stinking up the place for a long time.
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