Seeing him makes her pulse quicken. For a moment she intends to hang back, stay by the door, because she knows if she goes to him she won't ever want to let go.
But she can't stay back. She loves him so much, and that worried sad look is killing her.
So she goes to him and into his arms, wrapping her arms around him and burying her face in his shoulder.
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But she can't stay back. She loves him so much, and that worried sad look is killing her.
So she goes to him and into his arms, wrapping her arms around him and burying her face in his shoulder.