I glance at the kids before looking back at her. Ray... I don't understand. What do you mean if one of us leaves? I'm not going anywhere and I know it'd kill you to be away from Rye and Lo for so long...
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I smile sleepily and tighten my arms around her, setting my face in her neck and slowly falling asleep.
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
I subconsciously flinch and look away, not liking thoughts like that. I... don't know. We'd have help. Nic wouldn't abandon either of us, neither would Jackie or Alyx.
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I stir and smile, pulling myself closer.
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
I look at her and nod, kissing her temple. I know. I just... don't like thinking about that stuff, Ray. I just... You know. I don't want to remember that I did that to you three.
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I stir again and mumble 'goodnight' back in my sleep.
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
For a short space of time I remained at the window watching the pallid lightnings that played above Mont Blanc and listening to the rushing of the Arve, which pursued its noise way beneath. The same lulling sounds acted as a lullaby to my too keen sensations; when I placed my head upon my pillow, sleep crept over me; I felt it as it came and blessed the giver of oblivion. — Mary Shelley, Frankenstein