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But still searching.
“I almost didn’t,” she says.
“But you did.”
“That doesn’t mean it won’t happen again.”
“I know.”
A pause.
“Then why does that not bother you?” she asks.
Because I trust you.
Because I see you.
Because you fight it.
I don’t say any of that.
Not yet.
“Because you don’t quit,” I answer instead.
Simple.
True.
Her gaze holds mine.
Longer this time.
And I can feel it—
That shift.
That connection settling deeper.
Not rushed.
Not forced.
Just… building.
“I don’t know how to do this without… controlling everything,” she admits quietly.
“You don’t have to tonight.”
A beat.
“You just have to rest.”
Silence.
Soft.
Not heavy.
