It's all quite... embarrassing, to say the least. I suppose I felt an apology was in order for making you put up with all my lamenting these past few months, only to just now end things.

I believed you, respected your advice, and I trust you, implicitly. It was only my own insecurities and cowardice that kept me holding on to such a sham of a relationship, when I should have been pouring my energy into something with the potential to be much more... fulfilling. [ although she doesn't specify what that fulfilling something may be, it's on that word that she finally raises her gaze to his again ]