[Her last words to him were that she'd never forgive him. He thought that maybe she spoke out of anger, but it makes sense that everything is still so raw. His hands never touch her, his fingers curl from the rejection, balling into loose fists that he drops to his sides.
His voice only wavers slightly, becomes just a little quieter, a little shakier, but he tries to remain strong. To remind her of this rare opportunity they've been given.]
Not much time has passed, so I understand if you haven't forgiven me. But... we're together now, aren't we?
[This isn't how he wanted it to be between them the second he saw her here, before him, but he has no right to tell her how to feel. He'll accept whatever she decides. Even if it hurts.]
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His voice only wavers slightly, becomes just a little quieter, a little shakier, but he tries to remain strong. To remind her of this rare opportunity they've been given.]
Not much time has passed, so I understand if you haven't forgiven me. But... we're together now, aren't we?
[This isn't how he wanted it to be between them the second he saw her here, before him, but he has no right to tell her how to feel. He'll accept whatever she decides. Even if it hurts.]