[ She melts at the feeling of his lips on her skin, wrapping her hands around his fingers when he's done. Everything about her is uncertain, her decision balanced on the edge of the knife and she's just waiting to fall. ]
It's okay to leave?
[ She knows he's said it is, Sam has said it, and so many others. But she needs to hear it again, just those four simple words, she's practically begging him in that small, breaking voice to assure her just one more time. Please. ]
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It's okay to leave?
[ She knows he's said it is, Sam has said it, and so many others. But she needs to hear it again, just those four simple words, she's practically begging him in that small, breaking voice to assure her just one more time. Please. ]