"It's happening again isn't it?" I say softly to her as she lies there. Waiting...hoping...wishing...praying even. She flinches in reply. She knows what I say is true...I can see it etched into the painful look in her eyes, yet she chooses to stay silent. Staring nowhere in particular. I sigh wishing I could continue ignoring it as we have been,
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