His hand is a comfort on my hair, and I allow myself to simply relax against him. Tears still drip down my face but the initial storm has passed.
"I could not -- could not bear it," I admit into the fabric covering his knee. "I am so sorry, Genta. I should be stronger, but again I rely on your strength. I should leave, but..."
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Date: 2012-09-18 02:15 am (UTC)"I could not -- could not bear it," I admit into the fabric covering his knee. "I am so sorry, Genta. I should be stronger, but again I rely on your strength. I should leave, but..."