[Her eyes sting, and she knows her eyes are over bright, knows hat if she closes her eyes now, tears will spill over. She squeezes them shut, and presses her face down against his shoulder.
In another world, he was her brother. In a different world, she could have loved him as something more. Int his one, he has been through so much with her, he has judged her and withheld judgement, he has coaxed her and chided her and taught her, and she is so loathe to lose him now.
There are sparks of anger, a view point that sees this as abandonment. Sparks that could spawn an inferno, but they don't catch. She feels too hollowed out at the prospect of his loss.]
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In another world, he was her brother. In a different world, she could have loved him as something more. Int his one, he has been through so much with her, he has judged her and withheld judgement, he has coaxed her and chided her and taught her, and she is so loathe to lose him now.
There are sparks of anger, a view point that sees this as abandonment. Sparks that could spawn an inferno, but they don't catch. She feels too hollowed out at the prospect of his loss.]
It was apparent the day I met you.