Hebe pushed the papers away a few inches, though left them open. She needed to know where to start later. She nodded slowly. She wasn't going to say it was alright, because it wasn't. She had been trying very hard to remind him of how they used to be. That she wasn't to blame and still loved him like she always had. A little piece of her questioned whether she would end up hurt. Hebe tended to melt in his touch, and she was still the same. She turned around and wrapped her arms around his waist, leaning in against him without saying anything.
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