There was a long pause during which Dory struggled to figure out how to launch into an explanation of who Maple was. He could say how he didn't expect to care for her as intensely as he had, or that he would have married her with or without the pregnancy. He could detail out how their friendship had so abruptly changed into more, but all of it felt invasive and uncomfortable to share. Dory didn't even know if he could say her name aloud without a twisting feeling of guilt.
He had to share something now that he'd brought the subject to light. Winnie had graciously allowed the subject to go unaddressed for months - if he were to turn and hide from it now she might have a second reason to run. Only, it wouldn't be running, it'd be Dory shoving her out the door due to his own issues. He had to tell her something.
"We were friends for a bit. It uh - it got complicated at the end." He eventually offered, his gaze glued to the floorboards.
He had to share something now that he'd brought the subject to light. Winnie had graciously allowed the subject to go unaddressed for months - if he were to turn and hide from it now she might have a second reason to run. Only, it wouldn't be running, it'd be Dory shoving her out the door due to his own issues. He had to tell her something.
"We were friends for a bit. It uh - it got complicated at the end." He eventually offered, his gaze glued to the floorboards.