['You're not going to break me if we talk about family'. The words settle in her chest. It was the last thing she wanted to do, to help reopen those wounds. She loved it when he talked about his family though. Hearing his history helped.]

[Still, she felt bad. And maybe knew she was being stupid about this. She had ALL the time to let them go, and then she did things like look them up on facebook and it was a mess all over again.]

[The hand to her neck was a comfort though, and for all of a moment she let herself lean into him as they walked, very lightly.]

I know. [she said softly, taking a moment to keep herself composed.] I just... should have outgrown this my now.

[She pushed a smile and looked to him again.] Mistakes were made. But I'll be fine. If I can't sleep again, we'll talk about it.