feuerdove:

   _{❝ You said you’d leave. We would. Or you’d met me in
   another city or— We’d figure it out. I can’t keep coming back
       here. It’s too dangerous. For you too. ❞}

  _{What was the point in all of this? Frustrations cakes her memory
  and for a moment she swears she doesn’t want to see him ever
  again. He wanted to know. He’d forgotten.}

  _{And something about that was just plain unsettling.} 

        _{“Low, come on.”}

  _{[ Well, he definitely remembers that.}

    _{Now he’s guilty. And he doesn’t know how to atone for himself.}

    _{It’s always been so easy with her. ]}

        _{“I just –– you leave for months on end. I don’t know what I’m}

        _{supposed to do. Look, if you want to go, then …}

        _{let’s just go.”}