She can't see his anger, and he can't see the way this memory haunts her -- even if it doesn't feel like hers. Even if there's still a piece of her unwilling to claim the life she had before two years ago.
Her hands drop to his shoulders. ]
... There's no denying that.
[ With some hesitation her arms encircle around his head, drawing him closer and into an embrace; silent. ]
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She can't see his anger, and he can't see the way this memory haunts her -- even if it doesn't feel like hers. Even if there's still a piece of her unwilling to claim the life she had before two years ago.
Her hands drop to his shoulders. ]
... There's no denying that.
[ With some hesitation her arms encircle around his head, drawing him closer and into an embrace; silent. ]