Risks Of Loving You
I tell her.
Her eyes flick up to mine and she looks angry. I recognize what she's feeling. There were days when the memories of what had been taken from me sparked a rage so hot, it felt like my chest might explode. Ana's hands ball into fists as the anger in her expression becomes more intense. I can see that same fury building inside her. She turns, covers her eyes with her hands and screams, a cry filled with frustration, sorrow, and rage. I half-expect her to dissolve into tears, so I place a hand on her shoulder gently.
She turns back to me abruptly and shoves my arm away.
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