> You don’t say anything as your form reasserts itself, just push yourself back up to your feet.
> In your mind, you know she’s right. It’s not fair to expect everyone close to her to suddenly adapt to a change like that. A real shame you don’t feel with your mind, then.
> Scooping up the broken pieces of your heart, you mumble an excuse and port back to your place. Your big, expensive, quiet, lonely place.
> ...you’ve been doing a lot of crying lately, haven’t you?












