[ She sits quietly, reminiscing about their relationship and where it stands, what it means to be a part of his family and life, and where she stands with others within his orbit, all those lights he holds.
She can go on about how burdened he is, how he carries so much already, and how him carrying so much detracts from his own well-being. She’s pointed it out before, she knows it, she’s seen his pain in the moment.
He’s given her his time, his company, his thoughts. He’s given her so much, that she cannot ask for more, even if it feels as if something remains lacking or untouched. This is a thought she immediately cuts there: this is enough. And, it’s rather selfish of her to think otherwise. Or rather, weak. She has to be stronger, to do better, like she had promised before.
At length, she speaks again, quiet as her shoulders fall. ]
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She can go on about how burdened he is, how he carries so much already, and how him carrying so much detracts from his own well-being. She’s pointed it out before, she knows it, she’s seen his pain in the moment.
He’s given her his time, his company, his thoughts. He’s given her so much, that she cannot ask for more, even if it feels as if something remains lacking or untouched. This is a thought she immediately cuts there: this is enough. And, it’s rather selfish of her to think otherwise. Or rather, weak. She has to be stronger, to do better, like she had promised before.
At length, she speaks again, quiet as her shoulders fall. ]
I... I see. Thank you.