“I hate you!” he screamed, storming out and leaving a “You’re ruining my life,” in his wake.
She heard his door slam some moments later and flinched, as much from the pain of hearing those familiar words as from the sudden noise. It hurt that their relationship was deteriorating and she was beginning to understand how her mother must have felt.
She comforted herself with the knowledge that her decision was in his best interests, hopefully one day he would understand, and that she and her mother had reconciled eventually.
She let him be, knowing it was what he needed.