[ Not so long ago, that would have sounded bitter, scornful, confused. There's still a pained edged to it, and echo of that betrayed fury, but mostly she sounds wistfully tender. ]
I never got a chance to tell you - when I put her back together, I could feel it, feel all of it.
[ Her hand is drifting up, now, to tangle gently in his hair. ]
She loves you so damn much.
[ So much of her anger had come from the assumption that Emma was taking advantage, playing with his feelings. Causing trouble just because she could. ]
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[ Not so long ago, that would have sounded bitter, scornful, confused. There's still a pained edged to it, and echo of that betrayed fury, but mostly she sounds wistfully tender. ]
I never got a chance to tell you - when I put her back together, I could feel it, feel all of it.
[ Her hand is drifting up, now, to tangle gently in his hair. ]
She loves you so damn much.
[ So much of her anger had come from the assumption that Emma was taking advantage, playing with his feelings. Causing trouble just because she could. ]