Tracey Davis (snarkies) wrote in fourteenshades, |
It was no use to avoid the route the conversation was taking. Being thrust into this new place was one thing, but to learn so much so quickly from him was another. It was far more important to her than anything he could tell her about the village ─ at least for now.
Stopping, she put a hand out to catch him by the crook of his arm. "I'm sorry. I know this is probably old news to you and I can tell you don't want to talk about it... But..." Brown eyes were wide as she looked up at him. "You're telling me everything is over. You're different. Everyone is different. I don't know if it's a relief or a concern that a switch can be flipped so quickly." Brows knitted together. "I honestly don't know what I'm going to do with myself. How do you live here even? Just find a new routine?"