[ the way her body heals is strange and foreign. it's too slow even to her, frustratingly slow but there's a comfort in it too. a reminder that her mortality is real and that there's an end in her future. finally.
there's a peace that comes with the realization, a calm in her mind she's never felt before. andy can't reconcile the things she's done. the guilt is still there but she's learned to set it aside now, her time too precious to indulge in the shame and self-hate. she's found a new tenderness, a softening around the edges that allows for more opportunities to hover.
andy smiles gently at nicky as he smooths the gauze against her abdomen. she's tried to keep them at arms length, to insist on her independence but they're all too stubborn. and her body tires easily, especially now as it heals. ]
I can change it myself, you know. [ she says lightly, more teasing than anything else. andy's more or less given into nicky's need to take care of her. it makes him feel better, she can see it and she doesn't mind. not really. ]
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there's a peace that comes with the realization, a calm in her mind she's never felt before. andy can't reconcile the things she's done. the guilt is still there but she's learned to set it aside now, her time too precious to indulge in the shame and self-hate. she's found a new tenderness, a softening around the edges that allows for more opportunities to hover.
andy smiles gently at nicky as he smooths the gauze against her abdomen. she's tried to keep them at arms length, to insist on her independence but they're all too stubborn. and her body tires easily, especially now as it heals. ]
I can change it myself, you know. [ she says lightly, more teasing than anything else. andy's more or less given into nicky's need to take care of her. it makes him feel better, she can see it and she doesn't mind. not really. ]