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[wisdomsage]

Zelda was curled in bed, a pint of ice cream on the bedside table and the television on absently in the background. She picked up the receiver on the phone three times before dialing, sighing heavily. Maybe she would not hang up this time.

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[blondewombat]

When the phone rings, Chase answers it instantly. He's been waiting for this call, stomach in knots, completely on edge.

"Zelda?" he asks, not waiting for a hello. "Zelda, honey, please don't-- come home."

[wisdomsage]

"Not tonight," she said, sniffling from having cried so long. "I am betrayed."

[blondewombat]

"Zelda," he begs, voice soft. "Please." Chase runs a hand through his hair, letting out a sigh. "Johnny-- that was before we met. It long over, it's--"

[wisdomsage]

"You lied to me," she wailed, hysterical. "How am I supposed to know if you have ever shown me truth? Who are you?"