"You can do whatever you want, Ken."
Ken paced back and forth while Anna watched from her seat on the bed. "I'm not… I don't want…"
"Ken."
"No! I'm worried about you."
"Is it really that difficult?"
"Of course it is! I don't want you left defenseless and alone. But also I don't want to deny you a chance to return to a normal life."
"It's up to you."
"How can you say that? It's your life!"
"Is it?"
Ken bent down on a knee and took her hands in his, they were small and soft. "I want you to have your old life back Anna. Even if it means I won't be around to protect you."
She stared at him, lost in a daydream.
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