[ There it is. A casual correction, but a significant one. She recognizes the change in his breath. She knows this is difficult, but he has been avoiding it for far too long. ]

You couldn't control him anymore than Dr Jekyll could. It was his story, his role that was unfairly assigned to you, but it doesn't have to be yours any longer.

[ She swallows her doubt, a lump that had formed at her throat. ]

His ending doesn't have to be your ending.