Look… I would’ve kicked me out, too. [Shame has Aubrey shrinking down, glancing away. But she forces herself to refocus on Sunny.] You don’t… need to be sorry for anything.
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[Gently, she slips her hand back towards his.]
I wasn’t even thinking of that…
[This could get very, very dangerous.]
Look… I would’ve kicked me out, too. [Shame has Aubrey shrinking down, glancing away. But she forces herself to refocus on Sunny.] You don’t… need to be sorry for anything.
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There were monsters...
[She could...have died...]
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There were, and we made it out fine. [She squeezes back, steady.] I shouldn’t have left you. We could’ve stayed together, and…
[He doesn’t want to hear how goddamn sorry you are.]
…We can now. We will. That’s what matters.
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[They promised. He can feel the pressure on his pinky. It's just a stupid finger, easily broken. It matters all the same.
[It matters a lot.
[He nods, and brings up his other hand to rest over hers. They both squeeze down.]
Okay...
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[She smiles. It’s soft and hurting and, just maybe… hopeful.]
Okay.