[ her relief is a soft exhale of breath — somehow ringing too loudly for her pounding head to tolerate. with a wince, she shifts, the quiet creak of the mattress protesting it. and to think, only a handful of hours ago, she had wanted nothing more than to sink under the sheets and never emerge to face her mortification.
it would be laughable, if it wasn't so terrifying to consider what can change, an entire future tipping on its head, in only a handful of pivotal seconds. ]
Knowing you've gotten marriage proposals makes me feel overshadowed.
[ the crackle of her voice is one that can only be blamed on the hellish slog of a hangover, but the warmth that bleeds from it is nearly a tangible thing, as though she can press it into his palm for safekeeping even from afar. ]
I would have shown you last night. [ her teeth worry her lip. it isn't a regret, so much as the uncertainty that had bubbled to the surface, so much as — ] But if you had told me you still didn't want to be with me after I had, I think I would have died from embarrassment.
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it would be laughable, if it wasn't so terrifying to consider what can change, an entire future tipping on its head, in only a handful of pivotal seconds. ]
Knowing you've gotten marriage proposals makes me feel overshadowed.
[ the crackle of her voice is one that can only be blamed on the hellish slog of a hangover, but the warmth that bleeds from it is nearly a tangible thing, as though she can press it into his palm for safekeeping even from afar. ]
I would have shown you last night. [ her teeth worry her lip. it isn't a regret, so much as the uncertainty that had bubbled to the surface, so much as — ] But if you had told me you still didn't want to be with me after I had, I think I would have died from embarrassment.