Once in his lap, her eyes shut tightly again to push away the tears and she ducked her face into his neck. One hand twisted into his shirt at his stomach and her other crossed under her chest - hugging herself. A soft breath slipped from her gently parted lips and brushed his neck. She hated feeling like this and she hated that he was so good to her and all she ever did was lie and pretend, and mostly she hated that she knew exactly how to make herself feel better - because it would just make everything else a whole lot worse. -- RD Present: The Boardwalk

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