Feeling like all blood left her head she just stared at him, her mouth lightly opened unable to form any words as response. Even if she wanted to, her constricted throat would make it impossible. So she just nodded and took a step backwards.
He shifted his weight, balancing himself on the balls of his feet as his hands began to perspire, rubbing his palms against the jeans he wore, the fabric oddly comforting and distracting from his rapid heartbeat that thudded and hurt in his chest. Garrus felt terrible, truly terrible. But he needed to push her away for the sake of the both of them being safe, to be happy, to not weigh each other down.
“I could hate you for many things
but things that would be seen as
pathetic, pointless.”
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She took a deep breath, needed more oxygen. Then she nodded. ❝I know what I just said.❞ It was merely a whisper. Ella’s...
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Garrus felt his throat tighten. His mouth gaping and his fists clenching and unclenching. He wasn’t expecting for her...