For a moment, she can't even breathe. It feels like he's punched her in
the solar plexus, even though he'd said it so casually, with no idea of how
much she'd suffered when he was gone. Because he was gone. She
tugs the cuff of her jumper over her hand, trying to surreptitiously wipe
away the sting of tears.
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Date: 2019-12-26 07:22 pm (UTC)For a moment, she can't even breathe. It feels like he's punched her in the solar plexus, even though he'd said it so casually, with no idea of how much she'd suffered when he was gone. Because he was gone. She tugs the cuff of her jumper over her hand, trying to surreptitiously wipe away the sting of tears.
"I should be so lucky," she says, finally.