[ She wants this. She wants it, she doesn't just want something to hold onto—she wants someone to hold onto her.
But, in return, she...has to hold onto him, too. He pushed her and pushed her and she left. But she pushed him too. In ways she didn't know, in ways neither of them understood, they kept crashing against each other, pressing against each other's deepest pains. That...probably won't just stop. She's probably going to screw up again. They're probably going to screw up again. But, she loves him. And...he loves her.
She's pretty sure. She's almost positive...he still loves her.
What Riley wants to do is support him too, but she physically can't. The exhaustion of revival's getting to her, and her knees almost buckle until he leans back against the tree.
Okay. She can take a moment. She can wait. She can, for the first time since all of this started, let herself rest. All she's wanted to do for weeks is cry on him. So...that's what'll happen. She can grow up and keep taking responsibility for everything she's ruined after. ]
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But, in return, she...has to hold onto him, too. He pushed her and pushed her and she left. But she pushed him too. In ways she didn't know, in ways neither of them understood, they kept crashing against each other, pressing against each other's deepest pains. That...probably won't just stop. She's probably going to screw up again. They're probably going to screw up again. But, she loves him. And...he loves her.
She's pretty sure. She's almost positive...he still loves her.
What Riley wants to do is support him too, but she physically can't. The exhaustion of revival's getting to her, and her knees almost buckle until he leans back against the tree.
Okay. She can take a moment. She can wait. She can, for the first time since all of this started, let herself rest. All she's wanted to do for weeks is cry on him. So...that's what'll happen. She can grow up and keep taking responsibility for everything she's ruined after. ]