[She breathes in deeply, gathering composure. He's right, and Ashe knows what she must do; be strong, not for herself but for her husband and son. Taking a gentle hold of his one free hand with both of her own, she leans in so that their foreheads touch once more, noses brush, her words a soft whisper.]
Forgive me for reacting so, only I...
[No, strength, Ashelia. She trails off with a quiet sigh and touches her lips to his.]
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Date: 2010-08-14 08:33 am (UTC)Forgive me for reacting so, only I...
[No, strength, Ashelia. She trails off with a quiet sigh and touches her lips to his.]