Date: 2021-12-13 01:15 am (UTC)
formersurgeon: (ponder)
"I'm glad," she says, closing her eyes as Ted kisses her forehead. She lays her head down on his chest again, quiet and worn, the deep pain earlier having subsided for the moment to a dull ache.

"I have to go back to New York," she murmurs.
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