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It had taken Taylor five days to come to this conclusion. She did not want to do this, but she knew she wasn't ready for a relationship. She had hoped she would be. She had only been dating Conan for a little over a month, it was one of the reasons she had decided that this needed to happen. If she wasn't too attached to Conan, this wouldn't be so hard. Unfortunately, she was already used to calling Conan her boyfriend. Introducing him as her boyfriend, writing letters to her Aunt and Uncle about her boyfriend. She had been so sure that she would be introducing him to them during Christmas, but it appeared that her thoughts were going to remain as such and not become a reality. She just couldn't do this to her family. Not after this. It was the most recent letter from her aunt that had brought her to this point. Five days ago, her aunt had written to her, to tell her that her cousins Corey had been injured in a motorbike accident and killed. At first Taylor had refused to believe it, that it couldn't possibly be true. Corey couldn't be dead because she was not going to be losing yet another member of her family. It just wasn't fair. Taylor had never believed in God, but she was beginning to feel as if someone of a higher existence was punishing her for something she had done in a previous life. She had cried for hours in the Owlery over the letter and it was only today, that she had managed a reply. She had basically told her guardians that she was thinking of them and that she would be returning during the bright stone weekend for the funeral. She was lucky for that small mercy at least.
Taylor walked into the Great Hall and immediately her eyes swept over the Hufflepuff table, in search of her boyfriend. She found him rather quickly, but found herself unable to smile at him. She already knew what she was going to do, she just didn't want too. But there was no other choice. She couldn't handle having Conan always trying to protect her from the world. It wasn't working. It wasn't his fault, but she needed some time, time to herself. Time she wouldn't get while she was dating Conan. She hadn't been entirely ready for a relationship in the first place, she had thought that she would grow to accept it and whilst she had grown accustomed to the thought of Conan and herself dating, the reality was different. She depended on him too much. Depended on him to support her more then she had a right too. They had only been together for a month and all she had accomplished in that time was to make the relationship between Conan and Ai, like three times worse. It was stupid, she knew that, but it was something she felt she had to do. She walked over to him, there was a seat he had kept for her, and she sat down, her legs on either side of the bench so that she was facing him. "We gotta talk."
Taylor walked into the Great Hall and immediately her eyes swept over the Hufflepuff table, in search of her boyfriend. She found him rather quickly, but found herself unable to smile at him. She already knew what she was going to do, she just didn't want too. But there was no other choice. She couldn't handle having Conan always trying to protect her from the world. It wasn't working. It wasn't his fault, but she needed some time, time to herself. Time she wouldn't get while she was dating Conan. She hadn't been entirely ready for a relationship in the first place, she had thought that she would grow to accept it and whilst she had grown accustomed to the thought of Conan and herself dating, the reality was different. She depended on him too much. Depended on him to support her more then she had a right too. They had only been together for a month and all she had accomplished in that time was to make the relationship between Conan and Ai, like three times worse. It was stupid, she knew that, but it was something she felt she had to do. She walked over to him, there was a seat he had kept for her, and she sat down, her legs on either side of the bench so that she was facing him. "We gotta talk."