Katie thought she’d found her happily-ever-after with Jack, but four years of love couldn’t convince him to commit. When her heartbreak pushed her toward a life-changing decision, Jack had to confront the fears he’d buried.
The smell of garlic and onions sizzling in the pan filled the tiny kitchen of Katie and Jack’s apartment. Katie hummed softly as she chopped vegetables. Jack stood at the stove, stirring the sauce.
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“This smells amazing,” Katie said, nudging him with her elbow. “You might just be husband material after all.”
Jack chuckled, shaking his head. “Don’t tell me you’re testing me for a promotion.”
Katie grinned but didn’t let it go. “Well, after four years together, I think you’d pass with flying colors.”
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Jack glanced at her, his smile faltering for a split second before he looked back at the pan. “Four years, huh? Time flies when you’re having fun.”
Katie set down her knife and leaned against the counter, watching him closely. “Jack, I’m serious. I love what we have, but don’t you think it’s time to talk about… what’s next?”
Jack didn’t look up. “We have a good thing going, Katie. Why mess with it?”
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“Mess with it?” Her voice rose slightly, but she caught herself. “It’s not messing with it, Jack. It’s building on it. I’m not asking for tomorrow, but… someday?”
He sighed and turned off the burner. “Katie, you’ve been reading too many romance novels again. All those dreamy proposals and happily-ever-afters. That’s not real life.”
Katie’s chest tightened. “This isn’t about books. This is about us. You don’t even want to talk about it. Why?”
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Jack hesitated, grabbing two plates from the cabinet. “Because things are good the way they are.” He turned to her with a forced smile. “Let’s not ruin dinner with heavy stuff, okay?”
Katie swallowed her frustration and helped him set the table. They sat down, but the mood had shifted.
“Why do you always shut me down?” she asked, picking at her food. “We’ve been through so much together. Why won’t you let me in on this one thing?”
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Jack glanced at her, his jaw tightening when he caught her thoughtful frown. She’s not wrong to ask, he admitted silently. A flicker of guilt crossed his face.
“I just don’t know if I can give you what you want,” Jack replied. He pushed the idea away and forced a laugh. “Hey, let’s watch something light after dinner. Maybe that rom-com you like?”
Katie smiled weakly. “Sure.”
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But the weight of unspoken words hung in the air between them.
That night, Jack lay awake in bed, staring at the ceiling. Katie’s soft, steady breathing beside him should have been comforting, but instead, it felt like a reminder of how much he didn’t deserve her.
“She wants something I can’t give her,” he thought, clenching his jaw. He rolled onto his side, careful not to wake her.
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Memories from his childhood flooded his mind. His parents had sat him down at the kitchen table, dropping the word “divorce” like a bomb.
They tried to soften the blow with hollow reassurances: We both love you. This isn’t your fault. We’ll still be here for you. But their promises felt as empty as their smiles. The fights, the slammed doors, and the icy silences had already fractured their lives.
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Jack had stayed close to both of them. Sunday dinners with his mom, fishing trips with his dad. They’d moved on, but he’d never been able to forget the fights, the slammed doors, the silence that filled the house in the months before they split.
“Marriage ruins everything,” Jack whispered to himself. “It’s better not to start than to end up like them.”
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But then he thought about Katie’s laugh, her stubborn determination, the way she lit up every corner of his life. He clenched his fists. “I’m protecting her from the same pain. That’s all I’m doing. It’s the right thing.”
The next morning, Jack woke up feeling like he hadn’t slept at all. Katie was already up, humming softly in the kitchen as she poured coffee. She gave him a small smile when he shuffled in, but he could tell her heart wasn’t in it.
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“Morning,” she said, sliding a mug across the counter.
“Morning,” Jack mumbled, taking it. He wanted to say something—anything—to break the tension lingering from the night before, but the words stuck in his throat.
Katie glanced at him and sighed. “Haley’s having people over tonight. She asked if we’d come.”
Jack nodded, grateful for the neutral topic. “Yeah, sure. Sounds good.”
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“She’s been asking about us,” Katie added, her tone careful.
Jack’s grip on the mug tightened. “What’d you tell her?”
Katie shrugged, avoiding his gaze. “The truth. That we’re fine.”
Jack nodded, though her answer didn’t feel reassuring. The weight in his chest grew heavier.
“Okay,” he said softly.
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The rest of the day passed in a blur. By the time they left for Haley’s house, Jack still hadn’t figured out what to say or how to fix the growing distance between them.
He balanced a plate of appetizers in one hand and a drink in the other, weaving through the crowd. Katie had disappeared a few minutes ago, and he was about to start looking for her when he heard her voice coming from the hallway.
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“Haley, I don’t know what to do anymore,” Katie said. Her voice was low, but Jack could hear the strain in it. He hid behind the corner, feeling guilty but unable to stop himself from listening.
“What do you mean?” Haley asked.
“I mean I love Jack, but I can’t keep waiting forever,” Katie said. “He doesn’t even want to talk about marriage. It’s like… like he doesn’t see a future with me.”
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Jack’s stomach dropped.
“So, what are you going to do?” Haley asked.
Katie hesitated. “I don’t want to leave him. But if things don’t change by the time our lease is up… I might have to.”
Jack froze. The drink in his hand suddenly felt like dead weight.
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“I just want him to fight for us,” Katie added, her voice breaking. “I don’t want to feel like I’m the only one who cares about our future.”
Jack turned and walked back to the party, his heart pounding. He’d always thought they had all the time in the world, but now, he wasn’t so sure.
The next morning, Jack pulled into his dad’s driveway. He hadn’t planned on coming, but he needed to talk to someone who understood.
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“Jack,” his dad said, surprised as he opened the door. “Didn’t expect to see you today. Everything okay?”
“Not really,” Jack admitted, stepping inside.
They sat down in the living room, and Jack hesitated, unsure how to start. Finally, he said, “How did you know when your marriage was over?”
His dad’s eyebrows shot up. “That’s a heavy question. What’s going on, son?”
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Jack took a deep breath and explained. He told his dad about Katie, her desire for marriage, and his fear of repeating the mistakes of the past.
His dad listened carefully, nodding. When he finished, his dad leaned back in his chair, his face thoughtful.
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“I won’t lie to you, Jack,” his dad said. “I regret how things ended with your mom. We were both so caught up in our own fears and pride that we forgot what we were fighting for. And by the time I realized it, it was too late.”
Jack stared at him. “Do you still… grieve what you lost?”
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His dad nodded slowly. “Every day. But I’ll tell you this—it’s not too late for you. Katie sounds like a good woman, Jack. If you love her, don’t let fear hold you back. Marriage is scary, sure. But losing someone you love because you were too afraid to try? That’s worse.”
Jack nodded, his throat tight. “Thanks, Dad.”
“Don’t thank me,” his dad said, smiling gently. “Just don’t make the same mistakes I did.”
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As Jack drove home, his dad’s words echoed in his mind. Maybe it was time to stop running from the past and start building a future.
Jack sat in their apartment, Katie’s favorite romance novel in his hands. He wasn’t much of a reader, but he needed inspiration. The dog-eared pages and underlined passages told him where to start. He flipped to a scene she had mentioned before—an elaborate proposal at a secluded garden.
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“That’s so over-the-top,” he thought, shaking his head. “But… maybe that’s the point.”
His father’s words echoed in his mind: If you love her, don’t let fear hold you back. Jack sighed and closed the book. He loved Katie—there was no denying that. Losing her wasn’t an option.
“Okay,” he muttered. “Time to stop hiding.”
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Over the next few days, Jack planned carefully. He chose the little park near their first apartment, where they’d once spent hours talking on a rickety bench.
He bought a simple, elegant ring that he knew she’d love. And with Katie’s favorite novels as his guide, he added personal touches to make the moment unforgettable.
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That evening, Jack led Katie to the park under the pretense of a casual walk. She looked at him curiously when he stopped at the bench, now decorated with fairy lights and surrounded by roses.
“Jack, what’s going on?” she asked.
He knelt, taking her hand. “Katie, I’ve been scared of marriage because of what I saw growing up. But I’ve realized that losing you is far scarier. I want to spend my life with you.”
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Katie’s eyes filled with tears. “Yes, Jack. A million times, yes.”
Several weeks later, the sun bathed the garden in a warm glow as Katie walked down the aisle. Jack stood at the altar, his heart racing. He had never seen her look so radiant, her smile brighter than the string lights woven through the trees above. Family and friends filled the chairs, their faces beaming with joy.
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As they exchanged vows, Jack’s voice wavered with emotion. “Katie, you taught me that love isn’t about avoiding risks—it’s about taking them together. I promise to always choose you.”
Katie’s eyes glistened with tears. “Jack, you’ve shown me that love grows stronger when we face our fears. I promise to always believe in us.”
They sealed their vows with a kiss as cheers erupted, the beginning of their forever.
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Months later, Jack and Katie sat on their couch, flipping through wedding photos. Laughter filled the room as they reminisced about the day.
“Best decision of my life,” Jack said, kissing her forehead.
Katie rested a hand on her growing belly, a new glow in her smile. “Mine too.”
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They looked at each other, full of love and hope for the future. Jack took her hand, silently promising that whatever came next, they would face it together. A future built on trust, love, and the courage to take a leap of faith.
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