[ she looks about to cry again at the words, at least from him, before she shakes her head and brings up one sleeve covered hand to wipe the wet before it really forms. the smile is timid, small but real. ]
I feel most miserable for it, though. I would not wish to believe it if I were being told it for the first time.
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I feel most miserable for it, though. I would not wish to believe it if I were being told it for the first time.