Alone is how she feels, alone is how she'll always be. You're used to solitude, she tells herself. Be a stoic.Then she's enfolded.She'd waited so long, she'd given up waiting. She'd longed for this, and denied it was possible. But now how easy it is, like coming home must have been once, for those who'd had homes. Walking through the doorway into the familiar, the place that knows you, opens to you, allows you in. Tells you the stories you've needed to hear. Stories of the hands as well, and of the mouth.I've missed you. Who said that?A shape against the night window, glint of an eye. Dark heartbeat.Yes. At last. It's you.
The protagonist grapples with feelings of loneliness and acceptance of solitude, reminding herself of the stoicism she's cultivated over time. Yet, an unexpected connection brings a surge of familiarity and comfort, as if she has stepped into a long-lost home. This newfound bond contrasts her previously held beliefs about isolation, allowing her to experience the warmth of companionship she thought was unattainable.
This moment of revelation unfolds like a comforting narrative, suggesting deep emotional ties between the characters. The protagonist is enveloped in a sense of belonging, rekindling memories and feelings that she had almost forgotten. The presence she recognizes signifies a profound connection, illuminating her existence and breaking through the barriers of her solitude.
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