Aubrey listened, her brow creasing in concern. But she broke when he brought his arm to hers in comparison. Dazed with worry, she studied his forearm intently, the worry leaking onto her face. But none of them were fresh, as far as she could see. Good. But seeing how many he had- the pain he felt.. made her feel a little insignificant. She’d hoped nobody else had do go through that. Just her. But here she was, tears reluctantly falling down her face in slow succession, still silent.
She lunged forward, hugging him, and it wasn’t a brief one. She was practically clinging to him like her life depended on it, taut with worry. She didn’t pull away when she spoke.
“I- God, I am- I’m so..” and that was all she managed.
She lunged forward, hugging him, and it wasn’t a brief one. She was practically clinging to him like her life depended on it, taut with worry. She didn’t pull away when she spoke.
“I- God, I am- I’m so..” and that was all she managed.