By all means, if you've got something to say to her you can pretend I'm not here.
[He says it with a soft snort, but it's still cold. His heart aches from the conversation just moments prior and he's still not sure what her game is. He'd felt some finality in her words and this is giving him a dangerous hope that she may not have meant them. That she may not want to be rid of him.
The thought of it fills him with such relief, he feels foolish walking in tandem alongside her and not just pulling her close and kissing her.
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[He says it with a soft snort, but it's still cold. His heart aches from the conversation just moments prior and he's still not sure what her game is. He'd felt some finality in her words and this is giving him a dangerous hope that she may not have meant them. That she may not want to be rid of him.
The thought of it fills him with such relief, he feels foolish walking in tandem alongside her and not just pulling her close and kissing her.
But he refrains.]
Thought I'd never see you again.