[She smiles, keeps running her fingers through his hair, trying not to laugh when he ghosts over a ticklish spot, and it's hard not to feel stupidly in love with this exceptionally frustrating, wonderful man.
There's a part of her that wonders if she should be more upset, but it's more intellectually curious than anything else, and she doesn't believe it. That other life was nothing more than a terrible nightmare that they'd both finally woken up from, and it's good to know that nothing is different, that it doesn't have to break this, something she's struggled to rebuild already.]
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There's a part of her that wonders if she should be more upset, but it's more intellectually curious than anything else, and she doesn't believe it. That other life was nothing more than a terrible nightmare that they'd both finally woken up from, and it's good to know that nothing is different, that it doesn't have to break this, something she's struggled to rebuild already.]