(She squeezes her shoulders reassuringly, her brow furrowed. It's hard, knowing she had felt like this for so long. Lucretia almost wishes she had been forgotten, as it probably would have made things a lot easier for Beverly.)
It's only been a week for me, (she reminds her, expression softening as she seeks to comfort her.) I still love you, as I always have. I don't... want to push anything, not if things have changed for you, or if it's been too long, but you haven't lost me. Not at all.
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(She squeezes her shoulders reassuringly, her brow furrowed. It's hard, knowing she had felt like this for so long. Lucretia almost wishes she had been forgotten, as it probably would have made things a lot easier for Beverly.)
It's only been a week for me, (she reminds her, expression softening as she seeks to comfort her.) I still love you, as I always have. I don't... want to push anything, not if things have changed for you, or if it's been too long, but you haven't lost me. Not at all.