"I know. I know, Isaac, and I'm sorry." He's not crying anymore, but his voice is still raw; he hasn't started locking everything away again yet. "I wanted us to have that, to have her. I still want that for us. I wish--" His voice breaks and he has to try again. "I feel like I should have seen this coming."
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Date: 2012-11-04 06:36 am (UTC)