Date: 2021-12-12 08:05 am (UTC)
formersurgeon: (looking down)
She leans into his touch as he wipes her tears off her face.

"No," she whispers in response. She had gone to bed so late and so tired and so sad that she had slept late, only to be woken up by Sherlock, who gave her the news. She hasn't eaten a thing. It hasn't even crossed her mind until this moment.
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