[ The prolonged silence is awkward, yes, but as soon as Gwen begins talking again Clarisse understands why she hesitated for so long.
Ah. Fuck.
It feels a little bit like slipping under icy water without warning. No chance to take a breath, just sudden cold washing over her. Inside, it hurts, her heart pounding and her stomach rolling, but on the outside it just feels like she's frozen. ]
Oh, [ she says, because she doesn't trust herself to say anything else.
Clarisse's rifter girlfriend, gone without warning. Gwenaëlle's rifter ex-husband, back less than a month later. It's not anybody's fault, she tries to tell herself. It's not like he's... the replacement. That's not how it works.
(But that's how it feels.)
Say something. She must look angry sitting here in silence, and this isn't Gwen's fault, say something. ]
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Ah. Fuck.
It feels a little bit like slipping under icy water without warning. No chance to take a breath, just sudden cold washing over her. Inside, it hurts, her heart pounding and her stomach rolling, but on the outside it just feels like she's frozen. ]
Oh, [ she says, because she doesn't trust herself to say anything else.
Clarisse's rifter girlfriend, gone without warning. Gwenaëlle's rifter ex-husband, back less than a month later. It's not anybody's fault, she tries to tell herself. It's not like he's... the replacement. That's not how it works.
(But that's how it feels.)
Say something. She must look angry sitting here in silence, and this isn't Gwen's fault, say something. ]
I'm—sorry. That must... feel so weird.