[ she pulls her hands away, reaches up to cup his face in them. she had wondered, sometimes, if push come to shove would yield this reaction from him. but she could not let him. for now, surely things would be fine. but he would regret leaving eventually. she would not wish to be the reason for that. ]
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[ she pulls her hands away, reaches up to cup his face in them. she had wondered, sometimes, if push come to shove would yield this reaction from him. but she could not let him. for now, surely things would be fine. but he would regret leaving eventually. she would not wish to be the reason for that. ]
Surely there is some way to put your father off?