I believed him because she had been ducking out on her own. Meeting contacts. Making arrangements. It is only now that I can look back and see what she had been trying to do-

Stella, she was trying to find a way for us to escape. Together.

[ He turns, he clings, pressing his forehead into her hair as he shuts out tears he does not have the right to shed. ]

If she had left on her own she would yet live.