[Winnie gazes down at the woman, brow furrowed slightly. Her own petting falters a little and she pulls it away to her side, sighing]
Is it such a terrible thing, to want to be loved? [But she doesn’t expect an answer—people are so strange with all their rules for what is or is not acceptable for these things.]
At least make it quick and painless— for me, if nothing else?
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Is it such a terrible thing, to want to be loved? [But she doesn’t expect an answer—people are so strange with all their rules for what is or is not acceptable for these things.]
At least make it quick and painless— for me, if nothing else?