<font color=turquoise>*she reaches for her own, but frowns remembering where she was supposed to be right now. She never wore it there, she didn't feel right about it. It remained at home in her jewelry box till she returned. Once again she glances up to his face, and now, for the first time, real tears fall. Through everything she kept it to a single tear on occasion, or stopped them from falling, not once had she actually allowed herself to cry over the death of her marriage. Now, here in his arms, she had no control over them, they fell silently, though rapidly down her cheeks. Everything that had built up finally was freed in the form of silent tears. Turning to her back was to him again but not leaving his arms, she grabs her pillow hugging it to her chest to soak up the falling stream of tears*</font color> -- :-: Tyler West's Apartment :-:

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Date Posted: 08:33:11 09/23/01 Sun
Author: Riley
Subject: *she reaches for her own, but frowns remembering where she was supposed to be right now. She never wore it there, she didn't feel right about it. It remained at home in her jewelry box till she returned. Once again she glances up to his face, and now, for the first time, real tears fall. Through everything she kept it to a single tear on occasion, or stopped them from falling, not once had she actually allowed herself to cry over the death of her marriage. Now, here in his arms, she had no control over them, they fell silently, though rapidly down her cheeks. Everything that had built up finally was freed in the form of silent tears. Turning to her back was to him again but not leaving his arms, she grabs her pillow hugging it to her chest to soak up the falling stream of tears*
In reply to: Ty 's message, "- He hadn't been able to get rid of the ring, to put into a box and stash it away, it was to much of a part of him, she was to much of a part of him. He kept it hidden most of the time, tucked on the chain beneath his shirt, but it was always, always there -" on 08:22:47 09/23/01 Sun

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