[some nightmare...! Cecelia can't remember any so visceral - not even the unblinking eye. she shrinks into his hold; embarrassed she may be, but that doesn't make her strong enough to recoil. were she to snub his comfort, he'd vanish!
she swallows hard, trying to undo the anguished knot in her throat.]
Then...at your expense, please. Let me be weak for a little while longer.
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she swallows hard, trying to undo the anguished knot in her throat.]
Then...at your expense, please. Let me be weak for a little while longer.