There's so much in his voice, and it was her turn for the hold she had on the pizza to waver for a moment, the flame in her cupped palm guttering briefly before brightening up again. Lily maintained her silence, watching the pizza as it continued to rotate. though its rotation was somewhat more off-kilter than it had been before.
What was she doing?
There was a hole where he had once fit. How many times had they laughed together? How many things had he taught her? She had been so angry for so long, and that anger had filled that hole for a long time. It was easy to leave it to simmer, but the fire had guttered out with time, and with experience.
"I was wrong to have stayed away for this long, and," Lily swallowed, her head tilted to the side as she looked off to the side for a long moment, the events of the last few years playing back through her mind. "I regret it," she added finally, her eyes shifting back towards him again. "I don't know how I'm meant to begin setting it back to rights, or if it can be. We've both come into lives of our own, as it should be. We're not children anymore."
Exhaling, Lily looked back at the pizza, annoyed that she had begun this process in the first place, but far too close to having completed it to quit - as if she had ever been capable of leaving any project no matter how small unfinished. "If you wanted to talk to me sometime, I want to talk to you. You could come for tea, we could talk." Even if, after tonight, Lily wouldn't have been that surprised if he never wanted to talk to her again.
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What was she doing?
There was a hole where he had once fit. How many times had they laughed together? How many things had he taught her? She had been so angry for so long, and that anger had filled that hole for a long time. It was easy to leave it to simmer, but the fire had guttered out with time, and with experience.
"I was wrong to have stayed away for this long, and," Lily swallowed, her head tilted to the side as she looked off to the side for a long moment, the events of the last few years playing back through her mind. "I regret it," she added finally, her eyes shifting back towards him again. "I don't know how I'm meant to begin setting it back to rights, or if it can be. We've both come into lives of our own, as it should be. We're not children anymore."
Exhaling, Lily looked back at the pizza, annoyed that she had begun this process in the first place, but far too close to having completed it to quit - as if she had ever been capable of leaving any project no matter how small unfinished. "If you wanted to talk to me sometime, I want to talk to you. You could come for tea, we could talk." Even if, after tonight, Lily wouldn't have been that surprised if he never wanted to talk to her again.