*Benjamin*
“Why don’t you go back in with Cora,” I tell her softly. We haven’t said much, but it’s been enough for now. She’s got bigger things to deal with now.
She nods, and we both stand, but she surprises me as she wraps her arms around me. I return the gesture, happy we’ve repaired things even this much.
“I’m sorry,” she whispers again, and I squeeze her just a little bit tighter. “There’s just so much I need to work out in my head, but there’s so much going on…”
“I get it,” I tell her, and I truly do. “I wish I had slowed down enough in my younger years to really think about things. Take your time. I’ll be here when you’re ready.”
She sniffles and releases me, wiping her nose with the sleeve of her shirt. It’s a very un-queenly thing to do, but it just seems like Moll
