[That look on his face is the only answer that she needs. Nothing else matters as she rushes at him, closing that distance in a few long strides, wanting to catch him before he spirals too far into his own dark thoughts. Wanting to get to him before he can even think to push her away.
She doesn't even hesitate this time in reaching for his face, taking it in both of her hands, pulling him to her, and kissing him as firmly and as passionately as she can muster in this moment, the relief so overpowering that her chest hitches with a sob.
And even if he tries to fight it, she won't let up. Not until she's ready. Not until she's sure that he knows not to go down that road.]
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She doesn't even hesitate this time in reaching for his face, taking it in both of her hands, pulling him to her, and kissing him as firmly and as passionately as she can muster in this moment, the relief so overpowering that her chest hitches with a sob.
And even if he tries to fight it, she won't let up. Not until she's ready. Not until she's sure that he knows not to go down that road.]