"That's horrible," she says, softly, scarcely forming the words. She's not horrified of him, but rather for the sort of weight that must put on him. Her hand rests on his, though she can't tell if he even remembers it's there.
Which makes more sense now. She knows full well that some losses don't ever heal, don't ever even get numb.
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Date: 2017-11-16 10:10 pm (UTC)Which makes more sense now. She knows full well that some losses don't ever heal, don't ever even get numb.
"How did you get cursed?"