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In her thankfully droid baby-free room, Isabel was working on a list. She'd gotten the letter from Cornell. She'd been accepted. Now it was just a matter of making a decision between there and UNLV.

So far UNLV was winning. It was closer to New Mexico and California after all.

The door was open.

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Ino rapped lightly on the open door. Did she want to do this? No.

Did she think it had to be done? Yes.

So, she was there, her face set and dry-eyed as she'd been all afternoon and wondering just how badly this would go.

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Isabel looked up and smiled. "Ino, hi. What's up?"

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Ino didn't smile back, merely nodded and stepped inside the room.

"We need to talk," she said, head up, shoulders straight, "and I know you're not going to like it."

Honesty. She could work with honesty.

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The events of the last two weeks have Isabel a little more twitchy then she'd usually be. "Is Michael okay?" she asked immediately, setting her notebook aside.

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"Probably not," she said, ploughing on with her determination to just say this straight out.

"I broke up with him this afternoon." Flatly.

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Isabel's eyebrow raised. "Can I ask why?" she asked, her own voice calm but not exactly warm.

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"It wouldn't have worked," she said, keeping a strangle-hold on her emotions, though her voice wobbled a bit despite all efforts, "our value systems are too different. We need different things in a relationship like that. It had nothing to do with me not caring about him. I do. But I can't date him. I made the decision to end it now before it only wound up hurting him worse."

Ino had to believe that.

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Ino's voice wobbling made Isabel realize that she wasn't as okay with this as she would probably like to be. "I can respect that reason." Hell, it's pretty much why she broke up with Greg. She didn't want to hurt him anymore then she had when she left the first time. "But Ino, you're both young. It's not like you're getting married or anything. It doesn't have to be serious."

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"Yeah," she said, quietly, "it does. Would be. I'm not... I don't do casual. I can't. Once I start caring for someone then that's it. I don't stop. And it would only wind up hurting both of us worse in the long run." A faint laugh. "My best friend back home loathed me for years and I still rushed in to save her ass when trouble showed up."

"'I love you'," Ino said, hands clenching, "is permanent to me. I wouldn't ever say it if it wasn't going to be. I'm like my Dad. He's only ever said it to Mom and me. No one else. Michael said I was 'his' girl on Sunday. And I can't be. Not like that. He deserves someone who can give him everything and I won't. I care, always will, but..." she trailed off, looking a little lost.

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Isabel wanted to be angrier with Ino but in a strange way, she understood what she was saying. "He does. And I want to see him get that. So I'm upset that he's probably upset but doing the stoic thing. But I have to say that if that's how you really feel, then you did the right thing."

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"I never wanted to hurt him," she said honestly, "never. And, and I thought you should know from me what happened. To watch out for him, because he won't want me around for a while."

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"I know," she nodded. "But sometimes it happens. And you just have to deal with the consequences." Something Isabel knew well. "But I'll look out for him. Whether he wants me to or not."