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CHAPTER 7: The Fallout
“ What's bugging you, Lucas ? “ asked a worried-looking Chloe at dinner. “ You know you can talk to me. These last six months you've been distracted and... Is everything all right ? Is it because of me ? It wasn't my intention to neglect you, but you know that the story we were working on with Vicki was important to my career.“
“ I know, Chloe; and I'm glad for both of you. Set your mind at rest. I assure you it has nothing to do with you. “
“ Is it business, then ? Is Bruce putting too much on your shoulders ? Because if he is, he'll have to hear me out. “
“ No, Chloe ! “ he exclaimed. “ Lex is coming to Gotham, “ he blurted.
“ Is that what's been worrying you all this time ? “
“ Yes... well... no. “
“ How long have you known about this ? His coming to Gotham, I mean.“
“ Since yesterday morning. “
“ So it hasn't got anything to do with what's been going on lately,” stated Chloe, starting to clear the table. “
“ What do you mean ? “ asked a flustered Lucas.
“ I don't know what I mean, Lucas. You tell me... Are we OK ? “
“ Of course, we are ! What kind of question is that ? “
“ Well, for starters, you no longer talk to me like you used to. “
“ I don't want to burden you with things that have nothing to do with our life together, Chloe. “
“ Whatever's bothering you has to do with our life, Lucas, taking into account that it's affecting us ! “ exploded Chloe.
“ This morning you said you wanted to talk, Chloe, and I don't know what I thought but it certainly wasn't this, “ he said, getting up the chair. “ Aren't you happy ? Is there something you want that I haven't given you ? “
“ We aren't talking about material goods here, Lucas. It's never been about that. I didn't marry you because of your surname. You of all people should know that, “ said Chloe, slamming their bedroom door.
Lucas wondered how things had deteriorated to that point and couldn't but blame himself for the breech he had created between the two. Chloe was right. He had left her out and didn't know how to bridge the gap now. If she only knew... she'd never forgive him.
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