The accusations tastes so bitter in her mouth that she can't bring herself to voice it. What place does she have to call anybody else a liar? Even so, some trembling indignation in her makes her take a sharp step back, out of his touch and away from his reach. Not that it means much of anything, of course. But the implied rejection is enough. ]
No. It isn't. [ Her voice is trembling a little too, but it's certain. Without even meaning to, she has one hand clasped in the other, pressed to her heart. Like she doesn't trust herself to stand straight without something to grip onto. ] Please, don't—
[ She stops herself for just a moment and the absurdity of what she's about to ask makes a laugh come tumbling out first. ]
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The accusations tastes so bitter in her mouth that she can't bring herself to voice it. What place does she have to call anybody else a liar? Even so, some trembling indignation in her makes her take a sharp step back, out of his touch and away from his reach. Not that it means much of anything, of course. But the implied rejection is enough. ]
No. It isn't. [ Her voice is trembling a little too, but it's certain. Without even meaning to, she has one hand clasped in the other, pressed to her heart. Like she doesn't trust herself to stand straight without something to grip onto. ] Please, don't—
[ She stops herself for just a moment and the absurdity of what she's about to ask makes a laugh come tumbling out first. ]
Please don't lie to me.