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Rachel Grey-Summers (jeansdaughter) wrote in utr_logs,

Rachel rubbed her temples. She wasn't used to be this confused. Normally she knew what she wanted to do, just not how to do it. Now, she didn't know anything at all.

Rachel looked down, then up at him again. She wanted to be angry, really, but it was hard. Because if she was angry, it covered up everything else. Right now, she felt exposed, naked. Guilty, because she was making an innocent man apologize so shamelessly in front of her. Hurt, because the situation that got them there was still fresh and the wounds still sharp. Insecure, because if she didn't forgive him, James would eventually give up, wouldn't want her, like her. And that was the last thing she wanted.

At the last moment, she averted her eyes. She didn't know what to say.