[ she's not ready to tell him yet. maybe that's selfish. maybe it's wrong. but she likes the way he looks at her when he smiles, likes the companionship he's given her, and there's an ever-present fear that he won't when he finds out. that he'll be too disgusted or afraid or angry to think of her the same way, and that she'll lose him in the process.
it shouldn't matter that much, but it does. she doesn't exactly have a wide range of people here to begin with. ]
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[ she's not ready to tell him yet. maybe that's selfish. maybe it's wrong. but she likes the way he looks at her when he smiles, likes the companionship he's given her, and there's an ever-present fear that he won't when he finds out. that he'll be too disgusted or afraid or angry to think of her the same way, and that she'll lose him in the process.
it shouldn't matter that much, but it does. she doesn't exactly have a wide range of people here to begin with. ]
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