[Without any sort of preamble, Alex just moves even closer to him, looking up into his face. She can feel his self recrimination through the bond that they share, even if she can't feel what the actual words are. A frown spreads over her face, and a tiny bit of sadness seeps in from her end as well.
Alex Reagan doesn't hate people easily. It's a very small list. Coralee Strand has been on it for a year, and Howard Strand has been on it for months since she'd first spoken with Cheryl. She hates him all the more for the way that Richard has been so open about the abuse that he'd received. Even if it just feels like an open wound through the bond that they share.
Alex wants to help him close that wound, she wants to get rid of all of the infection that they'd left inside of him that makes him hate himself and feel like he's not worthy of her love.
So, she just kisses him again, holding onto him very tightly.]
I always feel safe when you're you, you know.
[Her voice is softer now, but it's more certain.]
When I was in the cabin, waiting for the counter on the unsound to run down, I would fall asleep when I could listening to the sound of your voice, you know. When you were in Chicago I did the same. I would call your phone even though I knew you sent it to voicemail as soon as you saw it was me because I wanted to hear your voice. Because it made me feel safe even with everything else around me, even when I couldn't sleep, it made me feel safer to have you in my ears.
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Alex Reagan doesn't hate people easily. It's a very small list. Coralee Strand has been on it for a year, and Howard Strand has been on it for months since she'd first spoken with Cheryl. She hates him all the more for the way that Richard has been so open about the abuse that he'd received. Even if it just feels like an open wound through the bond that they share.
Alex wants to help him close that wound, she wants to get rid of all of the infection that they'd left inside of him that makes him hate himself and feel like he's not worthy of her love.
So, she just kisses him again, holding onto him very tightly.]
I always feel safe when you're you, you know.
[Her voice is softer now, but it's more certain.]
When I was in the cabin, waiting for the counter on the unsound to run down, I would fall asleep when I could listening to the sound of your voice, you know. When you were in Chicago I did the same. I would call your phone even though I knew you sent it to voicemail as soon as you saw it was me because I wanted to hear your voice. Because it made me feel safe even with everything else around me, even when I couldn't sleep, it made me feel safer to have you in my ears.