... to us, you weren't gone that long. [ A shadow passes over her face.
To her it felt like years. Endless, awful years.
He missed Halloween.
Her expression darkens further, and to hide it, she shuts her eyes.
She wants to lean against him -- lean on him, like she's always done, like he's always been willing to let her do -- but somehow right now it doesn't feel right. He's the one reeling here, shell-shocked by reappearing in this place and having to deal with what must be two sets of very confusing memories--
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To her it felt like years. Endless, awful years.
He missed Halloween.
Her expression darkens further, and to hide it, she shuts her eyes.
She wants to lean against him -- lean on him, like she's always done, like he's always been willing to let her do -- but somehow right now it doesn't feel right. He's the one reeling here, shell-shocked by reappearing in this place and having to deal with what must be two sets of very confusing memories--
But it's hard.
It was so hard, without him. ]