He's quiet as she embraces him, reaching a hand up to rest it on one of her arms, trying to radiate reassurance -- and more importantly, just to be there for her.]
...I'm sorry.
[his voice is heavy. he is sorry. having to live a life like that, one so hateful that you're forced to turn to another. he knows how that feels like]
People like that will always exist, but... that doesn't mean you and you grandma deserved him.
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He's quiet as she embraces him, reaching a hand up to rest it on one of her arms, trying to radiate reassurance -- and more importantly, just to be there for her.]
...I'm sorry.
[his voice is heavy. he is sorry. having to live a life like that, one so hateful that you're forced to turn to another. he knows how that feels like]
People like that will always exist, but... that doesn't mean you and you grandma deserved him.