Thanks, sugar. I guess something decided I could use a break after what I went through. [ There's a bit of humor in the words, a hint of a smile on her lips, because it's not lost on her that she didn't get the bracelet or gloves until after she'd died and lost her sight. Sometimes it almost felt like she'd had to earn it, or like it was a way to placate her after she'd been put through hell.
She doesn't flinch or move away when he touches the bracelet, but the fact that he pulls away has her keeping her hands to herself as she looks back up at him, tilting her head slightly to the side as if trying to find a better angle to study him. Her voice is soft when she speaks, gentle and cautious because she's almost afraid to learn the answer to her question. ] What did you go through, Frank?
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She doesn't flinch or move away when he touches the bracelet, but the fact that he pulls away has her keeping her hands to herself as she looks back up at him, tilting her head slightly to the side as if trying to find a better angle to study him. Her voice is soft when she speaks, gentle and cautious because she's almost afraid to learn the answer to her question. ] What did you go through, Frank?