[ She's not sure if it's because she just went through this before she got back or if it's because of them living together, but it's harder this time. Especially when his hand cups her cheek like that and all Allison wants to do is lean into it despite knowing that she should pull away. So instead of doing either, she just closes her eyes and stays put, trying to keep the touch from swaying her into staying with him. More than anything (except her mom still being alive and none of this even happening), Allison wants to be with him still. She doesn't want to breaking up with him again, but she knows she needs it.
She sniffles and, despite knowing she shouldn't, reaches up to set a hand on his wrist. It's a light touch, her fingers barely touching him, but it helps. A little. ] I'm so sorry, Scott. [ The words are quiet, broken, and they hurt more to say than she expected. Still, she opens her eyes again, looking up at him through the tears. ]
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She sniffles and, despite knowing she shouldn't, reaches up to set a hand on his wrist. It's a light touch, her fingers barely touching him, but it helps. A little. ] I'm so sorry, Scott. [ The words are quiet, broken, and they hurt more to say than she expected. Still, she opens her eyes again, looking up at him through the tears. ]