[Sophia watches Abby's extended arm for a moment, debating it. She wants to go close, but getting closer would make this whole thing even more real, and she doesn't want that. She can't have that.
But she can't ignore the pull. her feet are slowly drawing her closer to Abby until she's at her side, and she gently picks up Abby's hand in both of hers. She closes the girl's hand tightly in both of hers, still unable to look up.
There are words, and she knows she should use them, but she doesn't know which ones to use. She's scared of the lump that's lodged in her throat.]
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But she can't ignore the pull. her feet are slowly drawing her closer to Abby until she's at her side, and she gently picks up Abby's hand in both of hers. She closes the girl's hand tightly in both of hers, still unable to look up.
There are words, and she knows she should use them, but she doesn't know which ones to use. She's scared of the lump that's lodged in her throat.]