You could've stopped me. You wouldn't even have to hit me.
[ she could get up off the cot, walk toward him and see if he recoils again -- god, she thought that kind of thing was something only olivia was capable of -- but she doesn't move, drawing her knees up to her chest. she stares at byerly, eyes dry but her stomach is clenching all the same. ]
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[ she could get up off the cot, walk toward him and see if he recoils again -- god, she thought that kind of thing was something only olivia was capable of -- but she doesn't move, drawing her knees up to her chest. she stares at byerly, eyes dry but her stomach is clenching all the same. ]
Did you want me to?