[ It isn't the answer she hopes for. It's another side step around a hazy truth that she's been going back and forth on ever since that day. That doesn't give her anymore clarity. His avoidance only urges the sliver of hurt a little bit deeper, like it hadn't already made it all the way through her heart and taken root. Could hurt compound like that? It certainly felt that way.
She tries not to let it show even as she lets her back fall against the mattress again. ]
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She tries not to let it show even as she lets her back fall against the mattress again. ]
What is it?