He wasn't nearly as smooth, as romantic as Cameron! He wasn't as pretty, and Lord knew, he didn't want her like Cameron did. Then she remembered the way he laid his head on her shoulder and wept right after the baby was born, the way he slipped his arms around her waist when she cried at Matt's grave, the way he held her and the baby close for a few long moments before saying goodbye… And the tears came. How had she let this happen? Why can't I just want the man who wants me-instead of the man who has no room in his life for me? *
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The passage reflects the internal conflict of a woman torn between her feelings for two men. Cameron embodies romance and desire, captivating her with his charm and attention. Yet, she finds herself reflecting on the deeper emotional connection she shares with another man, who, despite not being as glamorous or attentive, offered her support during her most vulnerable moments. His ability to comfort her through grief and joy reveals a profound bond that she cannot ignore.

This turmoil raises questions about her choices in love. The woman's struggle highlights a common dilemma: seeking validation from someone who may not be available instead of recognizing the one who truly cares for her. As she confronts her emotions, she grapples with the realization that desire alone is insufficient; true affection encompasses understanding, support, and the willingness to be present during life's most significant events.

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