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CHAMBERS, samara b. (tracelines) wrote in pandorarpg,

Samara felt all the color drain from her face when that comment washed over her. The only thing that could have possibly made it worse would have been if he had said that it was their son, which is what it always felt like in the dream, but afterward she knew it wasn't. Regardless, she was absolutely dumbfounded that he would say something like that to her, knowing full well how terrible she had felt about the entire thing.

She couldn't find her voice, couldn't bring herself to respond, her mouth was open but no words would escape it. Her vision was blurring as she stepped toward him but she ignored it. The tears did not matter, all that mattered was that she cross the study and reach him. Though Samara had never had reason to do so before, at that moment she raised her left hand and slapped Elijah Chambers, the love of her life, squarely across the face. "You're a bastard," she said almost in a whisper because she was certainly not used to saying it to him. The tears were falling freely down her face but she did not wipe at them, she just stood there, unsure what she should do next.