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Fulcrum ([personal profile] fulcrum3) wrote in [personal profile] nextchance 2025-05-15 04:10 am (UTC)

All this time. The divide of time between them… yet no divide at all.

Softly, Cassian reached out and took her hand. His pounding heartbeat immediately slowed and gentled at the touch. Don't let yourself rely… but oh breathing was harder without her.

It was a moment of shared openness, like they'd had before… and he abruptly hurt so badly at the thought of it passing again, into veiled eyes and aborted sentences, the words just came.

"I feel like I don't know the right questions," he said quietly. "But even if I did, maybe I shouldn't ask them. I want to know more about our… my… time here. But maybe it's none of my business. If that was someone else. Or if it was me… I shouldn't try to… recreate, without building, or earning, or… Either way, I shouldn't put it on you. But then I see you bite so much back and I wish… I miss… I just don't know."

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