I can't believe I never told you. [ That's not true. Of course she can. She doesn't regret omitting her disgust, but also she doesn't miss the compulsion -- and she hasn't had the distance to notice that. A part of her is always going to be trying to protect him, but she doesn't have to think through everything she says before she says it, lest it influence him in some way. To take an action as small as shaving, God forbid. She can't believe the measures she had to go to just to kind of barely sleep at night.
she wouldn't have liked him to make the change on her account, not remotely like she likes this. his choice, on his time, for his reasons. so what if they didn't work out how he was hoping? not doing it for her is the most For Her thing he could have done. scraping together the strewn remains of her meal, she finishes it in one big bite and sets the plate down in front of her. Jess reclines with her glass, admiring the blush creeping up to his ears. her audience is thwarted by a big wet nose sniffing closer to her plate, forcing Jess to scoop it off the table before it gets a tongue rinsing. she darts off to deposit it in the kitchen, stepping over resting dogs on the way to and from. ]
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she wouldn't have liked him to make the change on her account, not remotely like she likes this. his choice, on his time, for his reasons. so what if they didn't work out how he was hoping? not doing it for her is the most For Her thing he could have done. scraping together the strewn remains of her meal, she finishes it in one big bite and sets the plate down in front of her. Jess reclines with her glass, admiring the blush creeping up to his ears. her audience is thwarted by a big wet nose sniffing closer to her plate, forcing Jess to scoop it off the table before it gets a tongue rinsing. she darts off to deposit it in the kitchen, stepping over resting dogs on the way to and from. ]