She was silent for a few moments longer as she rearranged things in the fridge and then turned to face him, her delicate features twisted into a troubled frown. Her fingers curled gently in the fabric of his shirt at his chest, then relaxed to smooth in back into place, and then finally settled for just gently toying with small creases that she had created. "I wish I could... I just can't..." She murmured softly, eyes turned up to him - she just didn't know how to say it. He was right - she hadn't been able to let go of her pride long enough to admit that she had a problem. -- Realistic Dreams : The Present : The New Home V.2

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