[His touch gives her the courage to take his hand, fingers lacing through his. This is far different than any of the other times he's come home, and she finds herself smiling back, relaxing into his touch even as her heart insists on fluttering in her chest. He really means it this time. He has to.]
Promise?
[Her tone is light, but she's half serious. She just needs that extra bit of comfort, that reassurance that he'll actually stay this time.]
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Promise?
[Her tone is light, but she's half serious. She just needs that extra bit of comfort, that reassurance that he'll actually stay this time.]