when the rain washes you clean (you’ll know) (гет)

“Just be honest with me,” she whispers. “I don’t care if your dreams aren’t the same as mine. I was ready to give you everything. Was I not enough for you?” 
“For me?” Jonathan’s looking at her through a curtain of hair like she might break. She sees his anger dissolve and it’s a double-edged sword because the anger is more life than she’s seen in him for months now, but by the same token, he’s not going to fight for them. For her. And even if she doesn’t really want him, it still stings to not be wanted. “Nancy, be honest,” he says finally. “Was I ever enough for you?”