[Anna lets out a soft, relieved laugh; even though Lorna is crying, it's infinitely better than seeing her sit there and talk about how 'unworthy' she is. Shaking her head, Anna comes around the side of the table without letting go of Lorna's hands, kneeling down beside her chair and giving both hands a reassuring squeeze.]
You didn't have to do anything, Lorna. You were just yourself, and...and I love you for that.
[Her mind drifts toward the subtle weight in the pocket of her dress. Maybe now isn't the time after all...it's a hard decision to make, but she won't make it until she's a hundred percent sure Lorna is okay.]
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You didn't have to do anything, Lorna. You were just yourself, and...and I love you for that.
[Her mind drifts toward the subtle weight in the pocket of her dress. Maybe now isn't the time after all...it's a hard decision to make, but she won't make it until she's a hundred percent sure Lorna is okay.]