He was unsure about what he had done, whether leaving her was the only option he had. However, what could he do, in the face of threats from her family? Death threats, really, aimed at the both of them.
Was it wrong, he asked himself, to love someone? To be very sure about wanting to spend your life with someone? Was it equally wrong, he wondered, to give up so easily? Whether a little more persuasion, a little more time could have changed things.
Would rebelling have set a precedent in their community?
Now he would never know.