That's all right~ It'll be better tomorrow, won't it? That's how it always is. Just have to tough it out.
[Her own voice is low, distant, like she's not sure she believes what she says. But she just leans into him, trembling, trying to think of anything but the clashing memories in her head.]
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[Her own voice is low, distant, like she's not sure she believes what she says. But she just leans into him, trembling, trying to think of anything but the clashing memories in her head.]