" She would leave him. She'd always had a good sense for when it was time to leave. Call it intuition or restlessness, call it whatever you want. She'd never been the type to overstay her welcome. She knew when it was time to leave Los Angeles, and a year later, she would know to leave New York. She knew when she out to be with a man for six weeks or six years. Leaving was the same regardless. Leaving was simple. Staying was the part she'd never quite mastered. "

― Brit Bennett , The Vanishing Half