[ Her eyes drop to the floor, and she stares at it for a moment like it can give her the answers she needs right now. There's a canyon between them in the shape of an airport, and she knows letting them go isn't enough. She'd never really expected him to welcome her back with open arms (and she will miss his open arms, because she did enjoy that, even if their time together wasn't of their own making), but she did hope that it wouldn't be like this.
She flexes her fingers, uncrosses her arms and shakes her head. ] Don't bother. I'll start moving my stuff.
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She flexes her fingers, uncrosses her arms and shakes her head. ] Don't bother. I'll start moving my stuff.
[ She drops her arms and turns, leaving. ]