I didn't -- [ He starts, but then she's taking his arm anyway and he lets her lead him back into the room, which isn't much better in terms of mess.
He sits down on the edge of the bed, the springs creaking under his weight. The guilt at making her worry churns in the acid wash of everything else that's happened over the last day or so. ]
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He sits down on the edge of the bed, the springs creaking under his weight. The guilt at making her worry churns in the acid wash of everything else that's happened over the last day or so. ]
You don't have to do anything. Really.