Tell me something good.
Tell me this is different. Please, use your words. I crave your words. I have to wait for the actions. Patience girl, patience.
I can tell you here, I know I'm scared. I am. I can tell you my fear lies more with you than with me. The unknown. I know my own mind.
I can tell you this feels good.
What happens now? I can hear it, the bell ringing.
Now we wait.
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