Another hard swallow. Another shudder. The idea of his arms wrapping around her, horribly close to her neck, nauseates her. Even if he hadn't been the one to strike the final blow, he had dragged her close to death before. Getting close to him again...]
[But what if it was a second chance. He's certainly saying the right things, and she can almost pretend to believe it. She knows she should know better, that he's lied before (to her especially). But her heart hurts, longing for the idea of getting the life she never had.
Where are you? When would you be here?
[Her tone is soft, cautious even. She tells herself that it's because she wants to know how quickly to leave, but she's so caught up in his lies that she can't even begin to believe her own.
I miss you.
[Her heart thuds painfully. Of everything she's said, both to herself and to him, this is one of the few times she's spoken the truth. She can't say if she means that she misses the man he's supposed to be, or the man she truly is.]
[When it comes down to it, all she really wants is her father.]
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[But what if it was a second chance. He's certainly saying the right things, and she can almost pretend to believe it. She knows she should know better, that he's lied before (to her especially). But her heart hurts, longing for the idea of getting the life she never had.
Where are you? When would you be here?
[Her tone is soft, cautious even. She tells herself that it's because she wants to know how quickly to leave, but she's so caught up in his lies that she can't even begin to believe her own.
I miss you.
[Her heart thuds painfully. Of everything she's said, both to herself and to him, this is one of the few times she's spoken the truth. She can't say if she means that she misses the man he's supposed to be, or the man she truly is.]
[When it comes down to it, all she really wants is her father.]