Ben's fear just went to further prove how neither of them knew one another as a spouse ought to. When he thought of her, all he saw was impulsive nefarious decisions. And, in many ways, he was right to be so fearful. She had taken the first potion, after all, nearly without telling him as well. But, had they spoken of their feelings towards it even once since then Melody might've expressed her regret. He might have been reassured that any future pregnancies wouldn't meet the same end.

Melody could've laughed if she wasn't so near to breaking down in the fit of sobs she steadily resisted since yesterday. Ben finally seemingly understood her reasoning behind pushing for the divorce both last February and this past December, only to use it as a rationale against her. Melody shook her head again and sighed. Obviously, he knew and, obviously, she hadn't acted as he anticipated.

"I would have when I saw you next. If you still chose to leave then I wouldn't have stopped you," she said simply. Addressing any of his statement further would only deal the final blow to her crumbling resolve to not cry.