425 The necessary truth (2)

After realizing that Dawn's mood was not good, George asked, "What are you thinking?"

Dawn shook her head. It's not that she didn't want to speak, but there was a lump in her throat, and she couldn't form a word.

"Hey…", George called while cupping her cheeks with his palms. "What's going on?" 

"Are you… leaving me?", Dawn forced the words from her mouth.

"What!? No! Where did you get that?"

Dawn looked at him and blinked while trying to read his face. Every blink pushed another tear down her cheeks that George frantically tried to wipe with his palms. Damn it! She was crying again!

"Please, Dawn, talk to me…", his voice was raspy as her emotions were choking him. "Why would you think that I want to leave you?"